Jonathan moved to flank the two women, walking along the right. Iris would likely only be more uncomfortable with him behind her, and that way he could keep an eye out off to the side for any fallen men with weapons on their person. It didn't take long for him to find someone who'd dropped a dagger. It wasn't much, but he didn't want to test his skill with a firearm from this time period unless he absolutely had to.
He glanced back at Will, who he'd never met before now but who seemed, more than almost anyone else, to know what he was doing, then back to Micah. "Fighting isn't as bad," he said, eyes scanning the street for any sign of a threat.