(It's fine!)
Flynn watched as Ana replied, her voice hesitant. He nodded, sliding Kayla over to lay against Ana before standing up. He limped, keeping his injured leg off of the ground, reaching his hand out, letting the rain that swamped the forest fall into a small puddle in his hand. He let his head fall, the journey would be hard and the last thing he needed, was Ana to worry. "I'll be back soon." He said, tossing his gun onto the ground beside her before limping into the darkness of the forest.
He traveled for around 2 hours, pausing here and there to catch his breath and slow the bleeding from his bullet wound. His chest heaved in and out as he finally caught sight of civilization. A small, dilapidated cabin standing alone in the midst of the forest. He paused, taking in the sight, before pushing forward. As he limped through the broken in door, he sighed as the rain stoppes pelting him. Searching the downstairs, be found a dusty backpack, a few bottles of water, and a can of food. He shoved them into the backpack before tossing it over his shoulder and limping upstairs, where he found an old ace-bandage, three clothes, a bottle of whiskey, and a knife.