"I wish," Reiko muttered, cracking her neck. She had plenty of ammo, but it was far from an infinite supply - and far from enough to fill her bag. Then again, she likely wouldn't be capable of carrying that much ammo; she wasn't the strongest person in the world. But she didn't see any reason to vocalize that little piece of reality.
As she fell just a step or two behind Neil (the closest she would come to letting him be 'leader' of their mismatched group), she allowed her gaze to wander. This time, she wasn't so much uncertain that they'd find shelter as she was bored out of her mind. She was used to conversing with her travel companion, who was very much not a stranger. Now, she wasn't quite sure whether to just start talking or carry that grudge of not knowing just how much she could trust Alex or Neil. It was confusing, to say the least, and that sense of discomfort likely showed on her expression - even if only vaguely.