Mal frowned, as well. "Yeah, I'd heard about that." He'd almost forgotten about it, actually. "Guess I should look into a flintlock, then, huh? 'less I can put something together myself, but I don't really have the parts." And he didn't have the machinery to make the parts. Course, Zen alchemists probably made their own and didn't have Earth machinery...

He'd have to think on that further. But not while drinking.

He drank back some of his rum, thoughtful. "Mm, I was workin' on somethin' else, though. Medena's here and all, an' Earth's got a lotta pollution. So I was looking into upgrading the city's water filtration, see if I could make it run cleaner, you know?"