[ Naturally, Reiner watches Gabi's form, immediately impressed by how well she handles the rifle. Logically, that's only to be expected—she became a Warrior Candidate!—but Reiner is unapologetically biased. Gabi is his cousin! She could miss every shot, and he'd still praise her effort. (Hell, she could throw the rifle aside, and he'd admire her bravery, even if it is just a toy.)

For now, Reiner grins at her enthusiasm, glad she finds VR as fascinating as he does. ]

I'm positive, [ he assures. ] The only way you could hurt someone with that thing is if you bludgeoned them. Go ahead, take a shot.

[ His gaze shifts to the scoreboard visible on the machine, curious to see how she does. ]