[He has more preparation to do than her, even if she does her due diligence to tighten laces, tuck away loose bits, keep less skin exposed, make sure she can move without issue... Backpack packed, doors checked, weapon ready. She gives him a thorough look over just to make sure, and quietly laments the fact that she didn't have binoculars or a bow of her own. She'd have to ask him to look for a sporting goods store or something... They should hit up a few different kinds of stores, actually. She wonders how much there is left behind after all this time, and how many undead still wandered...

Well. That's a future project. She has to focus on the task at hand, and she won't distract him by putting something else in the list.]

I won't have a lot of visibility from the window, but I don't want to risk the roof... [Too easy to get cornered. Ideally she'd be out there with him.] Anything I can get ready for you, if it goes sideways?