[Ademnet can manage fine on his own. Really, truly, he can. But all the same, he can't hide that he's pleased.]

I sure ain't goin' to say no to company. And food's always a good start in a new place, I say.

[Once again, he'll let Barnabas lead the way, waiting to fall into place beside him. His eyes still sweep the area around them for threats, but he sounds a lot more relaxed.]

Besides, anywhere they got food, there's usually knives of some kind. I'll feel better with some sort of weapon on me, even if it ain't ideal.