He didn't feel silly at all. He had been in similar situations in Afghanistan, trying to get children out of bombed out buildings so they could get medical attention, and the room didn't 'feel' empty anymore. Not hostile, but definitely not friendly and trusting. He waited a minute, enjoying the coolness of the basement and the chance to rest, before nodding. "Very well, gonna go get the survivors, and let them come coax you out."<br/><br/>He stood up, hanging the second canteen on his backpack, before heading outside, and toward where the females were resting. He knocked on the door to the building to let them know he was coming in, before finding the mage, and telling her about the other survivor.