[ Joel takes a long look at the shack and then back at Daisy with some deliberation. When he's done thinking it over, he huffs out a breath that sounds suspiciously like "welp," and pulls his piece from his waistband to check his ammunition. He's got a knife in his boot too and tends to prefer a more silent way of doing things. ]
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Might as well. Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained.