Kinner's energy is focused on keeping himself ready for combat. Kinner isn't familiar with the Fallen or their technology first-hand, though talking to Blaze and Palmer gave him some idea of what to expect. He warily keeps an eye on the lights, goggles pulled low to hide his eyes. He's ready to strike when called on, though his first priority is the food. The most important thing is bringing the food back to the shelter, even more than picking a fight.

However, he has a feeling that the Fallen - whatever they are - won't let them take the food and leave without a fight. Kinner has his revolver ready to go when the creatures appear. Those lights give him a bad feeling, and he minds them as he follows along.

In a time of need, he's angered that the creatures have hoarded more food than, presumably, they could ever eat and can't be bothered to share. If there's one thing Kinner hates more than snobbery, it's selfishness. Where did the Fallen get all that food, anyway? Crops won't grow in this weather, and there's nothing to hunt.

He grits his teeth, pushing his way through the snow.