They're not planning on doing anything differently, and they hold all the cards here. You're right -- it doesn't look promising for us.

[ With a smooth gesture that gives away the sheer habitual nature of the act, he butts his cigarette out on the heel of his boot and tosses it off to the side, exhaling one last, treasured, plume of smoke. ]

If we do find them, then it's time for answers. [ He purses his lips. ] Honestly, I don't know about subduing them without any weapons at our disposal. Unless you happen to be a master at hand-to-hand?