out in the open with no idea what he was really facing. He’d need more intel. He’d need more weapons. But they’d all need to get out of here soon he thought. Explaining everything would be tricky, he didn’t want to come across as crazy or paranoid. But they only just got here and needed time to recover from their time on the road. Time was a currency he didn’t have lots of however, over spending could result in total bankruptcy. The debt collector was coming at any moment. He needed to be ready.
Placing the lid back onto the pot he takes a deep breath and walks out into the lounge. They attempt to look happy to see him again and as Dylan clears a space for him on the sofa beside Jason, the boy gets a look from the red head that didn’t exactly say “Thank you”.