Milo edged towards the small group, looking cautiously at the weapon held in ones' hands, keeping the shotgun she had close at hand. "I'm not as eager to change back as these two." she eventually shrugged. "But anything heavy i guess i can carry for you.." a hand smoothed down her spine of the equine portion of her body. "But stairs might be arkward." her tail flicked, warding off a few flies that bothered her hind.