Hardy har har, Princess Peach. Getting out of here is still not on my top list of priorities. Something about jumping from the frying pan right back to the fucking fire doesn't really jump out to me as awesome. But people getting hurt and people dying won't sit well with me in the least bit.

Turns out...'m still better at melting down candle holders to make bullets than carpenter. [ He faces his communicator towards his new collection of ammo he's been working on. ] And drawing up a map of the town. Significant landmarks, knowing the area gives everyone a better opportunity to fortify if we need too. [ He shows off the map he has hanging in his bar. ]