Winter had seen first-hand, and quite up-close, just what happened to people who didn't watch when watching was needed. She kept her back to the others, shotgun at the ready while she scanned the streets over and over again. Finally, the skin between her shoulderblades crawling from their exposed position, she called back over her shoulder.<br/>"While I'm sure these all sound like very good plans, could we perhaps talk about them after we get behind a few walls? I don't have too many shells left, and I would really prefer not to end up fighting with my bare hands. Is our new friend here going to live?"