He takes it carefully in both hands, then flips open the cylinder to check if it's loaded. Since it is, he's careful to keep his finger along the barrel, off the trigger, thumb pressed against the hammer to avoid accidentally cocking it. Even the undead and the weird cowboys and the undead weird cowboys gotta have trigger discipline.

Jesse takes a squinting look down the sight, arm out at full length (careful to only aim at a potted plant, not anyone moving or places where people might move.) "Hoowhee, ain't this thing a beaut. Bet it hits like a mule too." He takes a chance to spin the cylinder once because that act always makes him feel cool, then hands it back over.