It was good Ian let go when he did. A second later and he might have gotten a firm jab to the chin. Rinka narrowed her eyes at the man, nightstick held in front of her defensively. Now that he'd stepped away, he didn't seem all that threatening though.

"You were just hiding?" she asked, trying to size him up. She hadn't seen him in the mad scramble for supplies there at the beginning, but that didn't mean he wasn't looking for some.