Dillan held back his smirk as Lee commented on Astor's smell and kept his frown as he glanced down to Astor as he entered the settlement. "Jesus you're right, he needs more than one shower," he muttered loud enough for just Lee to hear as he wrinkled his nose from a smell that lingered from Astor. He gave a nod as Astor waved to them and looked back out of the settlement with an expressionless look. Behind his sunglasses his eyes scanned the surrounding territory with an almost piercing gaze. He began to drum his fingers along his weapon and let his mind drift for a second. His recent memory of Emma's attempt at breakfast almost brought a small smile to his face. Her gesture was nice, almost lethal with the amount of salt she used, but none the less he appreciated it. Though before he could continue the amusing memory, a more worrying and upsetting one took over. Her worry for his safety and that almost fearful look in her eyes. She may be just a kid still, but she knew when danger is lingering. She's smart and tough for her age, but in the end she's just a kid. 

Soon his thoughts moved on to the threat that was completely possible. The Water Leafs. War between the two settlements was just a single shot away. As the thought of being attacked came to him Dillan ceased drumming along his weapon, not realizing that it had gradually gain a faster rhythm as he thought to himself. After a brief moment of silence Dillan leaned back in his seat and aimed his M14 towards the empty lands that surrounded the settlement. He slowly scanned the territory with the scope of his gun and spoke without looking to Lee. "When do you think we'll go to war with the Water Leafs?" he asked as he gave a quick glance to Lee before looking back down the scope of his weapon. "I give it a week, maybe even a few days," he said without looking at him, but as he finished speaking he realized that his statement came out of no where. He just brought the mood down without thinking. He mentally cursed himself, but stayed silent.