"I would have just used my boot" Flint said in response to the knife as he looked back to the tavern. "Well we will probably have to wait until the stand off in The Pumphouse has cleared up.." Flint remarked "They are some able bodied people in there" Flint followed the woman to a young child. A rare thing to see in the wasteland due to the mortality rates of children. They made Flint think about childhood and how he was brought up , stuck in a small cramped room eating rations and playing board games. He couldn't decide if it was any better out here in the wasteland.