Johan shrugged, and said, "I think the action might be flaring up about now, since it's only been what... an hour or so since we were dropped here? Maybe if we go in a few hours things will quiet down and we'll have an easier path. Then again, people will probably have thinned out the crowd and have itchy trigger fingers then, so eh..."
Johan made a decent point, he had to admit. So far he had been around four people, some girl that he didn't know in the warehouse, actually he didn't really know what she had been up to. Then there was the shooter guy in the warehouse, there could be more like him out there. Then there was Abby, if more people were like her, then he wouldn't be trusted at all. Then Johan, he hoped more people out there were like him and Johan, the ones who didn't want to fight. It wasn't a good amount though, a quarter of people Ben had met had let off gunshots.
"Anyways, since we have some time to kill, do you want to talk about something else? Maybe we shouldn't cloud our thoughts too much over the Program right now." Johan continued. Ben couldn't think of much to talk about, a lot of his good humor seemed to be gone at the moment. Another rumble went through his stomach, a few pieces of bread weren't enough for him at the moment. "What's on my mind is food, and I doubt that will help us either."