Roy also glanced back to see the younger male talking. He had a point - this place wasn't likely to have modern technology like what he and Riza were accustomed to. But he was confident they'd find a way to manage.
Ysmir had an answer for her immediately. "I have a private home in the next hold. It wouldn't be any hassle to go there and get you one of the bows I've collected in my travels." Come to think of it, he had more weapons than he really needed. This crowd was small, he could spare some of the things he'd picked up here and there. They'd at least be put to use if he brought them here in small droves.
He smiled as one of the other women offered to teach Riza how to shoot. He was liking this camaraderie he was witnessing - these people all came from such different worlds but they were actively trying to help each other. Skyrim could learn a thing or two from them all.
As another woman spoke up, he turned his attention to her. "Well, I'm beginning to think the Divines put this manor here specifically for you all, because I know nobody had been building this place. I pass through Whiterun often and a home this large takes time to build. This is your home now, unless you choose to find housing elsewhere," he explained. "As for a job, there are limitless ways to make coin. What do you feel your strengths are?"