Kinner nods, taking what he's gathered and losding it. He'll take on the role of guarding the food - it limes up with his skillset and it's what he's been trained to do. He sprints over to Furiosa's car and gets into position, ready to shoot if he needs to shoot. And, he notes grimly, he probably will. The Fallen aren't about to just let them leave. They're being watched.

He doesn't talk, instead focusing on the escape. Finding the food is one job, but safely returning to the shelter with it is another. They have to get back to the torches. Kinner draws his revolver, hunched, waiting for his enemies among the Fallen to strike. They're out there. He knows it, and he's got to be careful. The Fallen, if nothing else, have shown themselves to be good at ambushes.

He flashes a thumbs-up as a signal to Furiosa. He's ready to go.