When he picked up the rock, he'd glanced up in time to see that frown on her face. Before he could help it, he gave her a slightly sheepish grin; knowing that the rock wasn't the best line of defense. It was something he could work with, though. And if something better came to light on their way back to the city, he would switch out for that instead. Still, he straightened himself to stand, fingers curled around the rough curves of the stone. It was slick, but the shape of it made it easier to grip. It wouldn't escape him, especially not in the time of need.

"Not too far." He stated in response to Maggie's question, nodding in the direction as he followed up his answer with the estimate of travel time. The rain would make it a more difficult journey, but they both knew that. He didn't need to add it in. "Ready, babe?"