"He was standin' right out in the open, with a knife," Joel pointed out logically. "I didn't know he was your friend, I've been here for three hours and all they told me was this was a fight to the death."

He wasn't a threat, anymore. Hell, he'd barely registered as a threat to begin with, even with a knife in his hand. He barely spared a glance at Hawkeye, frankly. All his attention was on the girl - his girl.

"How've you been here for months? I was out cold, but it couldn't've been that long."