"Just... be careful out there, Thomas. If someone truly wishes you harm, it would be an opportunity for them..." she worried at her lip, genuinely scared that he may be hurt. The house seemed to have a vendetta as it was, let alone any strangers hurting him too. She rummaged through the kitchen drawer and quickly wrote down the list of items they needed as a bare minimum and pulled out the paper from the book. "Is that too much?"