Felix couldn't remember the last time he'd been genuinely hugged by someone who either wasn't, or wasn't even trying to, sleep with him. He wasn't sure he'd ever been hugged as an attempt at comfort since he was a kid, if then, and to have it happen when he was genuinely distressed was....weird. With everything else going on he wasn't really sure what to do about it.
"Yeah, crossbow sounds good," he replied instead, but even that he wasn't sure about. Having a crossbow sounded good. Pam having a crossbow was questionable. "Your room first, I'll watch the stairs until you're done doing shit? Then hit the kitchen for food or whatever, and raid the tents? I don't know if we should count those as safe. They're making it pretty fucking clear everything else that was isn't right now."