Warren smiled as she left. She had a fighting spirit.... He snorted. It was funny a woman like her would attract his cat. He sighed. It didn't matter, she was the same as he was. A loner with little trust for others.<br/><br/>He flicked his hand and sent his bag away as a rifle and a vest appeared. He put on the vest and checked the pouches. They were all filled with ammunition and a few had random survival gear tucked into them. He picked up the rifle and walked out after her. He stepped out on the porch behind the woman.<br/><br/>"If you're going, then you follow me. No questions. I know what I'm doing.... Am no I'm not saying you dont.... But I know what we need to do right now. My name is Warren.... Come on let's go." He stepped off the pourch a d started walking without looking back.