[The man stands next to the woman, holding out his hand in an offering to help her back to her feet. His head tilts to the side as he look outside once more. The mist billows like smoke, swirling and rising... and yet it doesn't dissipate. He didn't quite remember it being so thick the last time he'd looked outside...

Was it getting worse?]

We got better luck fortifying in here than running straight into their jaws tho, y'know? [The albino's brows raise for a second and he offers the woman a shrug.] Ya really think a gun is gonna do much against whatever is out there? ... Though I think I saw a store with some hunting stuff. Maybe that's your best bet?