She inclines her head slightly in acknowledgement. They are all options she has considered; firearms would be the first thing to disappear in an apocalyptic scenario, along with food and methods of transportation. She has a certain measure of experience in dealing with human nature first-hand in the event of something appropriately and unexpectedly cataclysmic on a city-wide scale.

"I was just wondering," she says slowly, unwilling to complete the thought but knowing she has, ultimately, no choice in the matter, "that if we find the bridge intact, if we should destroy it once we are across." She has difficulty meeting his eyes. "To make sure nobody follows us."

She does not need to utter the implications of such an act. She has already considered them, and is certain he is as well.