That is an exaggeration, as I doubt you were trained from childhood to survive a life or death contest with your peers. You would have died if it were true.

[ The fact she's not even bothering to hide her smirk is probably a decent sign that she's fucking with him, but it's delivered in her usual dry tone. The instructions had been 'use it to cool off', but a quick glance at the volume of the gun indicates that the actual amount of water a simple 'shot' will give won't make much difference. Hmm. ]

They're not an effective weapon, Quill. But-- [ She picks up a water balloon from a stall, holding it in her hand and testing the weight. ] these will do.