"--Right. It's a firearm, a gun." Anderson is definitely getting the sense they're from two places about as different as it's possible to be. She can't even envision a places full of forests and no guns. Talk about an exercise in imagination.

She ponders this response before saying anything, trying to relate it to her training for her abilities, but it's difficult to relate. Hers are completely intangible, after all, completely in the mental realm. But...

"Is it primarily directed by willpower and focus?" That, at least, would be the same.