"The island happened," he replied dryly, following Zack's finger with his gaze until it was out of poking range. "And I just know."

He hadn't attempted to test his skill set in that area yet, but he was certain it was just like riding a bicycle. Only the bicycle was a killing machine. Not that killing machines were meant to be ridden, but -

He wasn't very good with metaphors.

"Do you want a demonstration?" he asked with a curious eyebrow raise.