Woody looked at the silencer. "I coulda done with one of them earlier when this started too." He said. He began to look down at the gunstore. "Now how da hell we get there?" He asked, not as an actual question but in general, while scratching his scraggly beard. He then began to notice a plank of wood that could get both of them across to a neighbouring building near the door he came out of. Not too far but if it was put across by someone, let's say [i] throwable [/i], then they could both get there. "Okay then David, I got a plan, but how good are ya at landing on ya feet?" He said turning around to his new partner.