He nods, reaching to give her a pat on one of her knees. He is here for her, even though they are not hugging, still. He would rather they are, but that too exposes his weakness and vulnerability as much as it would hers. They are both too guarded for their own good.

"They took everyone's guns. And knives." And whatever else they had on them that could remotely be considered dangerous. He wasn't packing any dynamite but he was sure those would have been taken, too.

"No one else we know is here. I can introduce you to a few friends -" Yes, Doc has friends that are not hers here. "But there are no locals either. Nobody can tell you too much beyond what they have experienced."