That they do. I'm basing this on a weapon that used to be used on Mandalore, though I've added my own tweaks to make it mine.

[ Namely, not making the missiles out of beskar, and getting rid of the unnecessary whistling sound.

She finishes typing, and the machine does its work, soon producing a small cartridge of six tiny missiles. Loading the cartridge into her wrist compartment, Elthree turns to her curious companion. He might get the sense that she would be smiling, if she had a mouth to smile. ]

Sure. Let's go see what these babies can do.

[ She stands and starts walking towards the training room, waving for him to follow. ]