Murry glanced around at the others present, they seemed capable and ready. The girl who had been here first was clearly armed, he just hoped the alcohol didn't throw off her aim. The man who had arrived before him didn't have any visible weapons, but it was usually the weapon you don't see that causes problems. The one who had offered the plum seemed capable, and if he was good with his bow then they had a reusable weapon. As for the others, they seemed confidant which made sense. They wouldn't be here if they couldn't handle themselves. Still, it never hurt to be sure everyone was ready. "Should we take an inventory of our supplies, see what we have? We could make a plan after we know what we're working with."