<div style="text-align: center">《 Armando 》<br/>
<i>Location: Outside Abendblume, on their way<br/>
Addressing: Kennedy; others</i>​</div><br/><br/>"Hale okayed it." With that, Armando could accompany them and try to clean up lose ends.<br/><br/>"I've already done the unwise part." He snorted, smiling briefly. No going back now. "Better for me that I make sure reports file in how they need to." In other words, he needed to cover his ass. Venturing outside Abendblume was a good excuse to burn up some ammo even if he didn't actually intent to.<br/><br/>"Didn't want to hear you surprised anyone and got shot because they didn't realize you were armed either. Hale authorizing this escort was not something I was counting on. Figured outside of these gates you would be free and clear, with no way of that weapon in your possession being linked to me. I miscalculated that. Hale spoke direct to Rebel." Armando shrugged. He didn't know why the boss decided that at the end of the day, or what Rebel had said. Maybe Hale was trying his hand at being more sympathic? Maybe he wanted something from Rebel. It was hard to say.<br/><br/>"He's advising KOA. Its one of the closer camgrounds. I don't work the outside patrol. I'm not as familiar with the happenings outside Abendblume, but I'm sure he's chosen it for a reason. I'm just trying to lend a hand, without stepping on toes." He was the only one who might risk taking the carriage outside Abendblume's gates. No one else was as comfortable in his job security as Armando, but his list was growing with 'unwise' decisions. What was a few more? He was angry at the situation, and what it had turned into. This was his own level of damage control. He didn't want anyone else shot and he don't want the fall to land on someone for choices he hadn't fully thought out. Hale was not the most understanding of men.<br/><br/>"Any necros come up and we handle that without gunfire, understood? You don't want to spend a night out here if we draw in a bunch of noise. I'm following outside patrol's lead on this one, but I've no reason to believe they are doing anything aside of what they say they're doing." They knew the outside. They would be the ones who had an understanding of the surrounding camps. Armando believed that was likely their best chance of survival. Many had moved on and that had been their freedom of choice, but those remaining were either the ones that didn't have much choice but to rely on others, and a few whose moral constitution seemed to prevent them him leaving anyone behind.<br/><br/>Armando stood to the side as the carriage was loaded up, allowing people to arrange themselves how they needed to. He didn't offer up much in way of assistance. Instead he nodded at the orders given and stepped back into the driver's seat once his passengers had settled. The carriage horses of Abendblume were obediant and well trained, but they were still animals. With that brought some level of unpredictability but Armando saw no better way of moving those that needed the extra help. He waited for Dan to go out ahead before urging the carriage forward. Slow. He knew the animals were mostly voice trained but so long as they didn't take anything sharp or fast, Armando's commands didn't need to be loud. They seemed content to follow the road, beside the solemn group on foot.