Walter looked on for the moment as he would offer her the sturdy broomstick with the iron tip on the end of it.<strong>"Well you'd better take this just in case until we get to someplace a bit more safer."</strong>He heard her counter to why it might be a risky idea to fill packs with food from the vending machine.<strong>"Yes I suppose so though we haven't got much in the ways of provisions nor do we have much in the ways of options for it. We're going to need food if we're going to live long... regardless of what we do."</strong><br/><br/>Walter would exhale slowly as he thinks for the moment<strong>"More importantly we are going to need a more defensible area, someplace where there would be a more easily defended with some sources of food nearby."</strong>Walter then eventually rises up to his feet stretching his limbs out and testing the heft of his wrench.<strong>"But it looks as though, by how you are acting that you have such a place in mind. I'll watch your back and keep you alive as we get there. Let me know when you are ready."</strong>