As much fun as it was to shoot the giant bug monsters, Mitch was glad that they were back in the hotel. They no longer had to look over their shoulder and wonder if the noise behind them was a person, animal, or a giant bug coming to eat them. Not to mention, he was almost out of ammo before the hotel decided to let them all back in.
"It was good enough," he said as he grabbed a hold of her hand. "I still prefer to take out the bad guys." He'd rather rid the world of human scum instead of gigantic bugs. "I mean, you could, but just be prepaid for the weird looks and the questions that will come after you've mentioned it."