Ethan nodded enthusiastically, as a military man he was used to requests and approvals getting thrown up the chain of command. This situation was nothing new, he turned to Eliza and lit up like a kid on Christmas, "beautiful and prepared! Oh imma need to loot an engagement ring for this Lass before some other apacolypes bachelor come and scoops her up." He chuckles accepting the pack, "in all seriousness last thank ye."<br/><br/>He pulls out a smoke and lights it, the burning stick hanging between his lips, "lead the way Sam, I ave a mayor to sweet talk." As they head through the streets he takes in the details, with a large pull on the cigarette Ethan looks back to Henry, "never seen a camp so well defended, you and your people have done a fine job." Smoke bellows up from the newcomer.<br/><br/>"Ao anything I need to know about the mayor before I make an ass out of myself?" He smirks, "disarm before I enter etcetera?" Ethan felt bad knowing that his gear must smell like two weeks of sweat and rotting blood.