Sasha prints the specially designed pellets, first. While the printer's working on the air pistol to match, Sasha rummages through her backpack and finds a couple of the pens she made. She peels off the stickers and attaches one to the pellet case.

"Dar Chresh," she says, as the printer finishes. "This weapon isn't loaded." It couldn't possibly be, coming straight out of the printer, but she demonstrates anyway. "I am going to affix this sticker, which tells the station recycling system to crush this object, and then I am going to hand this weapon to you."