Foxtrot honestly was speechless for a moment when he heard those words, his pace slowing down ever so slightly before picking back up. "I-" he sighs, "Look Tinder, I appreciate the gesture. Heck, only two other ponies I know would ever do that; still, these are dangerous individuals." The unicorn looks up at the night sky, "Direct confrontation will not go well, not now. I can deal with them myself... after some rest... and a plan... and a second plan, should the first one mess up." Foxtrot looks over to Tinder, "I wish I can repay you for the help, but I'm not in the position where I can right now."