Kennedy<br/>Location: A was from the shuttle point and ending at the shuttle point<br/>Addressing: Armando<br/><br/>Armando was efficient in his answer and it seemed all too plausible. The important thing was that they avoided it happening again and Kennedy truly believed they were on the same page about that. What he didn't expect was for Armando to start tucking a small arsenal into his pockets and shirt. His eyes flicked from the other man's face to his hands, repeating it with each item being hidden. He found himself responding quickly and amicably, eyes focused on the fingers working the buttons of his shirt.<br/><br/>"I won't, I won't...and god's no. I don't think I even want to go back in there. But please...." His eyes darted back up to meet the other's. His gaze lingered for a fraction of a second longer than they probably should have before he finished his request. "...three things. Let me leave with Brian's body. My new family should be able to bury their brother. Also, if this happens again, because I suspect it will..." One purge wouldn't be enough for a man like Hale who shunned community for insular greed. "...find me, contact me so they aren't left to fend for themselves...And..." And the third. He could say the third even if it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.  Instinctively he felt he could trust Armando. "...if it happens to you. Find me."<br/><br/>Armando said his words about trying their best. Weren't they both. God help them to survive the day. Next Armando grabbed him up and was dragging him to the shuttle point where people were waiting. It certainly wasn't the first time he had been drug off protesting and once he realized it for the ruse that it was, he played along.<br/><br/>"Get your damn hands off me!" he yelled, but he couldn't bring himself to throw more expletives. He righted himself on the ground at Ezra's feet. Looking up he saw Anise, Tobias, and Rachel too along with others.