"Yeah. Family, friends? Anyone?"

Because really taking her with him is a bad idea, but what the hell else is he supposed to do? Leave a freakin' Natalie Portman look alike standing here covered in filth with a dead body?

No. He's no gentleman, but he certainly can't do that.

"Jesus," he mutters, shaking his head a little. "Okay - uh. Do you have any stuff? Get it and lets go. We'll figure it out."