Trystan sighed, taking off his hat to run a hand through his short hair. "Yeah, let's go do a perimeter check. See if whoever gave you those meds is still around. You certainly didn't have those earlier, and I'd hate to think you're doing business with someone who could be a danger to the neko and my human." The kitsune shrugged, biting his tongue, managing to keep a threat inside. So far, the tiger had only really been a danger once, when he put a knife to the neko's throat. He definitely learned his lesson about touching her though.<br/><br/>The fox glanced back, looking at the assault rifle that lay on the ground. It was Sam's. Vaguely, he wondered how he would do with a rifle like that. He had a feeling they would need some form of heavy firepower. .44's could only do so much, especially when you only had 18 shots before reloading. He shook his head, drawing one pistol and spinning it between his fingers effortlessly. "Come on Fluffy. Let's go see what we can find."