"Nope. Gun's in the bag if you wanna check it out," Oliver started, though he wasn't really all that interested in Edwin leaving just yet, even if he was starting to realize he could move is toes again. He didn't actually need to say anything about that just yet.
"I'll get it," Jack supplied helpfully, detouring from his path to the vending machine to head to the ATV. "If that's cool," he added, pausing with one foot in the air for confirmation.
"Yeah, it's right on top as soon as you unzip it. Just don't go shootin' anybody with it," Oliver warned half-heartedly, pretty sure that Jack would maintain their temporary truce as he'd promised. He looked back to Edwin, arching his brows. "So, how much D&D stuff can you actually get with five hundred smackaroos?"