<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Where are we going?" Thar said.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"It's not the to that's important right now, it's the from. Away from here, that's for certain." Andy responded to Thar's question. "Anything that big and noisy is something I don't want to be anywhere near. We can go escort Lt Earl home, if you want a goal."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Kid!" Here Rowko handed him one of his tec-9's. "You need a gun if things git bad. Rember to always save one for your self in the end." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Uh uh... You'll use it more effectively than I could." Andy handed it back. "I could have gotten one from the pile anyway. I've never used a gun, I'd probably be more of a danger to you and myself than any enemies if I had one, and it would make me feel safer. That could get me killed, get us all killed. Better my senses are at full alert for threats, than dulled because I feel I'm safe. As for last resorts... the drop in blood pressure when someone severs a carotoid artery causes instant unconsciousness. I have a knife, and my claws."<br/><br/>(There should be some sort of radios, probably military ones, mixed in with the other stuff. I want one if there are.)