Foggy blinks as the cellphone light floods his vision. It reads pretty strong after total blackness, but he realizes pretty quickly it's better than losing his night vision right away and it's given him a better look at the man he's sharing this moment with. "Oh, hey," he notes, gesturing at the phone. "That works. I mean, if you've got the battery for it."

Eyeing the other man, he wonders about the question, but then smoothly goes on, "As for my level of confidence? Pretty damn low, but if someone's gotta do it, at least I've got a weapon," Foggy points out. Call him a bit short-sighted considering everything that's available in Panorama, but he doubts there's anything in his part of temporary housing that worth someone murdering to get to it.

More movement catches Foggy's attention and this time whatever is out in the dark is coming their way. The footsteps read heavy and Foggy turns to try to get a glimpse, leaning aside in the hope the light cast from the phone would help. Unfortunately, the light only illuminated their general area, particularly Foggy getting a better grip around the handle of that bat.

Trouble? Hard to tell. He waits, hoping the steps would choose to retreat once the person saw they were outnumbered and looking at two... semi-armed individuals.