"Good as it gets, I'd say," Booker says with a shrug, gaze turning back to the woods. He has his pistol, but he's hoping he won't have to use it. One thing's for sure, and that's that there's no ammo in this town. "Seein' as we're actually doing somethin' productive." Not that he's extremely eager to go back to Columbia, but he's not Kore's biggest fan.

"You been here long?"