She's got some lip to her. Peter would find that entertaining if it wasn't for the fact they're about to go into territory where corpses don't stay where they supposed to be rotting. "Bat? Crowbar? Hammer? I could keep going but I don't want to stay out there after dark."

Peter jerks his thumb over his shoulder, toward the gate and the guards waiting to let them out. If it wasn't for the infection thing and knowing they could get slowly surrounded, he would've been tempted to stay out longer, get that precious scavenging in.

"C'mon, let's get this over with."