[Nick puts some thought into that question, his brow knitting tightly.]

We've got a fella working on a bunker of our own. Something for defense, for people who can't fight to go when things get rough. They'll need people there who can help keep the peace, reassure them that we'll be fine. And most importantly, people who aren't afraid to keep them safe. Maybe the Null will stop at the door and you can try to talk some sense into them, but if they don't...

[He takes another drag, not happy with what he's suggesting, but knowing it's necessary.]

Well, I know you'll do what you have to.