He listened to fox.  She was visibly upset then calm, thenalmost teasing. He took in all her words, smoling a bit at the terms she calle d at him specifically.  Jeiyce didn't rise until she started looting.  He didn't appear happy whole he retrieved two of the canisters and a filter monitoring watch.  He had a few things simolar as he looked to his watch.  He knew the biggest trouble in the tunnels was lack of proper coordinates but he shrugged that off.  The real concern started as he began digging through the ammo cans.<br/><br/>He grumbled to himself as he dug.  Can after can after can of 7.62 ammunition.  Useless to him as he continued digging till he found what he was looking for.  He slowly pulled the can of 6.8 rounds from the locker as he moved standing next to fox as she asked of the dangers, he smirked as he looked to her as she was in ice queen mode he noted.<br/><br/>"I'm more concerned with the mutants from rhe surface peeling down our throats...bandits are easy enoygh to put to sleep...but those things....and I need to pickup my bag from the clinic before we leave...it has hemostatic bandages we might need."<br/><br/>He grimaced at the thought...but nececities were in order at this point as he torched his own file without even looking it over.  He knew the false life that he had become rrapped in that the folder most likely entailed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>