<strong>"Convenience Store? Seriously...."</strong>He never the less proved obedient, and had his gun out and in a ready stance, aimed still at the ground, safety off. His eyes darted about as he moved steadily in that direction. He was moving at a brisk pace but more careful than fast.<strong>"Why do you have a bow, anyway? I mean, you sleep with one next to your bed?"</strong>He asked her, not really expecting any sort of answer. What answer could there be? Certainly the answer of 'it makes sense now, doesn't it?' existed, but that line of thought only went so far. He wanted desperately to be home right now, not shacking up with an archer in a 7-11 for shelter. When he reached the door, he looked in through the glass to ensure the coast was clear before he opened the door.