[Thankfully, Jason's had enough practice with guns not to accidentally set one off when their vehicle bounces around as though it's been attacked by bumper cars on all sides. Still, he slips the guns into their holsters and looks all around again, taking in the faces around him. He's been silent this whole time, keeping to himself, silently studying everyone, trying to assess who they are, what sort of fighters they might be, if they might eventually pose any sort of threat. He's noticed that the woman next to him - gorgeous, quiet - has been thrumming with some sort of energy. He's not sure if it's nerves or anxiety, or something more, but it's hard for him to ignore. It's harder for him to ignore once their vehicle throws her into him.]

Hey, it's no problem. [He flashes her a patently charming smile.] We're probably headed to - I don't even know. But monsters, right? Civilization tends to get rockier around them. Are you okay?