"Mmm. You would just get hungry sooner." There's no real need to run around moaning and wailing reciting a dramatic soliloquy asking why God had forsaken them until they're all out of gas. Sitting next to each other will suffice.

"This would do me fine, just sitting here." Raylan... hadn't been terribly opposed to sharing a bed with him before. They can... huddle. Hopefully without too many comments. If it's between something clawing in the roof or under the floorboard trying to get to them, or this kind of relative silence save for their breathing, talking and clothes shuffling, he would much prefer this.

"Think you'd be able to get some sleep?" Maybe they wouldn't be able to hear Malcolm screaming from down here.