"Yeah, well, it's probably for the best if we do." Joe said. "Safety in numbers and all that. More chance Nino and I will survive with two extra targets. One in four versus one in two. Also more eyes, and more hands to work with."

When she left, he returned to watching Nino. He frowned when Nino told him to help Na, before grabbing Nino's hand.

"Whoa, wait!" He said. "Don't use your hoodie. The qualities too good for that."

And then he walked over to the draw, pulled out a shirt that [i]clearly[/i] belonged to Catrina, and handed it to Nino.

"Here, use this. It's not as nice, and it looks like it could soak the sweat up better. And alright, but be careful. If anyone knocks on the door, tell them to go away."

Then he walked out and down to the kitchen, seeing Catrina.

"Alright." He said, clapping his hands together as he walked over to the fridge. "What've we got? More importantly, how much meat! I hunger, and I suggest, nay, [i]demand[/i] a feast made with the food we can't carry."