"It's a bit awkward, but you can have it if you want."

He personally didn't prefer the way it was balanced, but they had a limited selection of weapons and he had no reason to keep him from taking it. Taking a precise jab, he banged it on the corner of the vending machine with a loud clang. The air between the panes of glass acted as a cushion, but it was less effective in the corner. It cracked slightly, though it was tougher than expected. Glass was certainly built sturdier than it used to be.

He gave it another swing and the first pane shattered. Webs worked their way up from the bottom corner as he struck again to take out the second pane. Pieces of glass fell to the floor in pieces. He set the bar to the side, grabbed a cloth and started pulling larger pieces away until he could get inside better. The entire process was pretty noisy, but he planned on leaving soon anyway. If they were stuck here for any amount of time they'd need a safe place to sleep, and this wasn't it.

But he didn't have much of a bag himself. His eyes scanned the area for a second before he grabbed some plastic baggies and started filling them with drinks.

"How many do you think you can carry?"