[ Barry smiles faintly, nodding his head and putting his hand on the strap to his bag, adjusting it in his arms. Thomas has a point, of course; it isn't like they're stranded in a waiting room, there's restaurants and grocery stores and just about anything you could expect to find in any city available to them now by the look of it. ]

Uh, w-well, it's not that I haven't considered it, b-but I'm not really good at fighting. They would probably be better, and I'm more of a, uh, non-violent kinda person. [ Also a coward, but he is self-aware at least to know putting a gun or knife in his hands would probably not end well. ] Do you think they wanna hurt us? Here? Maybe I could stick by you, you look like a guy who can handle himself okay.