His attention perks up at the idea of shattering them. No shit that'd be an instant kill. "So it's something that would make them more susceptible if I got in close after, and--" he swings his fist in the air, gesturing as if he were pistol whipping an invisible foe. He can imagine the scene pretty easily in his head, the freezing rounds acting a bit like a stasis effect, slowing them down and stiffening the extended slashing limbs-- He snaps out of his thoughts, looking back to Jacob. "Something like that?"