"Well, uh," shit, he hadn't planned that one through, and Nick caught up to him and his drive to getting allies over self-preservation. He figured bigger numbers would mean better survival but nope, not in this world.

"Goddammit all right! I don't think things through," he huffed, yanking his hat on straight, "An' hell, I could end up bringin' someone horrible that kills us all in our sleep. An' as much as I know you complain, I...I dunno wha' I'd do if you an' Rochelle got killed because of me."

There was a high enough chance that he'd let the anger cloud his thinking and start landing kill shots. Which brought back some old guilt from losing the weapons bag in that helicopter crash.