[His first instinct is telling him to help the people he met earlier but he mentally stomps down on that thought as quickly as it pops up. They're not his family. He's a stranger to them.]
Even if it's something like picking up groceries we'd be helping them out. They seem like good people here.
Shots fired... then punched out of the air
Even if it's something like picking up groceries we'd be helping them out. They seem like good people here.