[ Leontuzzo is quiet for a minute as he continues to walk along. He doesn't fault Mark's logic here in the slightest, and in all honesty the less then encounter the happier he is too. He's just not optimistic enough to believe they won't be stumbling across their fair share of them over the next several weeks.

There's another reason he's quiet though, his ears twisting this way and that as he listens to the sound of their fellow survivors' footsteps, to the sound of the scurrying rats, listens out for the sound of the strange, clumsy, shuffling gate that he'd heard coming from the closet Dr. Bei had shoved herself into. ]

It's possible... I suspect my hearing is better than most of you though, and if there is anything strange up ahead I should be able to notice it.

[ Should, unless too many competing sounds drown it out. ]

Though it doesn't hurt to stay on guard anyway.