"Intend on improvising? Seems we're to have equally poor luck on the matter of weaponry." He doubts they'll find much given his own experience, but it never hurts to keep a conversation going, and making contacts--even younger ones--is important now. He has little room to judge much on age alone for all he tends to do just that. He'd already been through his own disastrous stint in the military and become a pirate in rapid succession when he'd been about as old as he thinks his companion might be.

Idly, he rummages through a pouch hanging from his belt, withdrawing a packet of cigarettes. It's already opened, a few missing, and he taps one out to offer. It always helps to have a vice or two readily at hand.