"I've never had to make 'em from scratch before. Ammo's...it's not exactly scarce, but most of the factories blew up when the bombs dropped and so either you're looking for caches somewhere or trading with someone who has some whether they're makin' it themselves in small batches with stuff they managed to salvage from that wreckage or picked it up elsewhere." He didn't know how any of that worked. He'd never had to do it. He could probably build a gun just fine. Bullets were another thing entirely.

"I may not have been lucky in a lot of ways, but shit I always managed to find ammo when I needed it." Or when he didn't. Or...basically constantly. He was amazed he hadn't found any here yet. Maybe this counted.

He put his gun back together and gave Percy a little playful look. "Wanna go fire some weapons?"