His expression goes neutral but the way his hand tights on the blade of the knife is clue enough to his mood. He withdraws the blade, flipping it and sliding it right back into its sheath. He takes a breath and clamps down on his temper. She isn't wrong, he assumed two things because it's easier to flip into leader mode and correct himself after. "Sorry. But look," He gestures to the world around them.

"It's always been safer to assume that Mu took weapons away because it usually does. And I know what's out there and what it usually can do." As if on cue the forest ahead of them explodes far enough away they're just hit by the blowback of hot air. He hisses a curse, and the wolf weathers it without a shift of his feet. The trees creak and break with enough noise to wake the dead and bits of debris rain down. Beautiful, every damn exploding monstrosity is probably zeroing in. "The rest I'll give you I should have taken that moment and I didn't. We cool enough to work together and not die now? I have no idea what happens when we die on Mu and I don't want to figure it out."