[ Reiner lowers the "rifle" as his head turns to face the voice. Then, slightly belatedly, he pulls up the VR goggles to rest on his forehead, revealing amber eyes. He's still adjusting to VR as a concept; it's so immersive that, when he's focused, he can almost forget he's in an arcade. (Or he could if the arcade's sounds weren't so loud.)

The young woman who spoke appears to be around his age or a few years older. He's pleased when her freckles don't send his thoughts spiraling. Maybe he's starting to adjust, or maybe he's just lucky this time. ]

Yeah, it does, [ Reiner answers with an easy smile, friendly. ] But I can't say my shoulder's complaining.

[ He glances at her scores, indicating them with a little nod. ]

Not bad yourself. It's neat how quickly these things calculate it, huh?