Emilie had turned herself towards the back door, fully opening her bow. A decent aim and she could easily pierce an artery in his neck. She paused, watching carefully. She didn't trust him, none of them would. That much was clear. His behaviour was strange. No one was so friendly and open with strangers now. For all they knew, he could have been sick. He could have been hours from changing. He could even have friends.. It would only take one to kill the watch before they'd all be dead. 

"Open your bag." Emilie spoke, stepping in front of Cameron and Annie. She chose to stand close to Nick, knowing that a shotgun still provided decent intimidation. "Show us what you have." Anyone would have done the same in this situation. She would help them all by finding out exactly what was true. "Pockets too. Empty all your pockets."