[Dammit. He too figures if Parker is around, she would have been drawn to them like a beacon already in this place. Which just gives him yet another, town-typical unsettling feeling right in the center of his gut. Someone, something, somehow is picking them off one by one and dropping them into this place and it's making him furious that he can't...stop it. That he can't protect them.]

Yeah. Maybe she's around here somewhere.

[He doesn't sound convinced, and it really sounds like he's just saying that for Hardison's sake, to be kind. There's hope that she isn't here, and hope that she is, and either way she won't be helped by them standing around here waiting all day and getting hypothermia.

Eliot nods towards the direction of town before he starts, starting to walk briskly but not too briskly, occasionally pausing to take in his surroundings, like he's a dog that needs to protect Hardison from any and all sudden attacks and/or herd him in the direction he wants him to go in.]

I got food, too. [An afterthought.] Day-old chili. Nothin' fancy, had to make do with what I got, but serviceable .