Nathan rarely went anywhere without his sword.  And today was no different.  So when it came to picking up supplies from Carl, the man took one look at the sword on Nathan's back and decided not to haggle about price.  Though Nathan was unaware of the note Abia had sent with Erin, which probably had something to do with how smooth the transaction went.  Feeling like he'd been drafted to be a pack horse, he hoisted a crate of supplies on his shoulder that Erin would have had a hard time bringing home by himself.  He should have known there would be an extra cost to getting the scotch he liked so much.<br/><br/>"Anything else we need to pick up, Erin?"