Her tone of voice and body language told a different story, but Vincent wasn't going to push an issue that didn't seem to have an end in sight. Clearly they both had secrets which were better left in the dark whence they came, and hopefully become buried far enough down that time eats away at the remains until there is nothing left.

“Guns?”

Vin’s expression soured at the idea of having to carry one, but it was a necessary evil as far as he was concerned. He gave both Eric & Christy a hard stare, and then turned to Jennifer.

“Well, those two definitely know their way around all kinds of firearms, so let them keep what they want, and we’ll take whatever is the easiest to handle. Maybe a shotgun? I hear you don’t need to really aim with one of those” 

He gave Jennifer a playful jab in the side, before looking back out toward where Nate and his clones had gone.

“I guess the real question is, how long are we supposed to stand here for? I sun is just about above the horizon, which means it’s probably around six-thirty...ish, so obviously the people of this backwater town are going to start converging on our position soon enough.”