I... don't suppose someone could find the parts to make a long-ranged weapon, could they?

[He makes a passing glance to the dirt, but shakes his head. It's so unlikely that he could pull the same kind of odd, supernatural "alchemy" here that he almost snerks at the foolishness of his own hope.]

Sorry. I can fight close range if I need to. I suppose I fear less than I used to.