"Do I want company?"  He echoed her statement when she came to stand by him.  "Maybe.  Can you handle yourself in a fight?  I'm pretty good, but I don't think I want to have to take on a couple dozen Amazons all by myself without some form of backup."  That was when the girl woke up.  "Come on.  Let's continue this talk upstairs."  He turned and headed upstairs, leading Michelle away from the basement to the main floor.  "Now, do you mind answering my question?  Can you handle yourself?"  He had an additional weapon on hand, one that didn't need reloading, and he could pass the .45 to her, but he didn't want to hand it over to someone who couldn't use it.