Bruce looked from the man to the pipe he was holding in his hand. Tossed it end over end and caught it. "Because I don't like guns, couldn't find a sword, and even if I had, it wouldn't have had enough weight or structural strength to be as effective a weapon in these circumstances."

Ask a question - get an answer. It was at least a reasonably intelligent one.

Reasonably.

His own was not going to be. "Just how far can you see?" Right now, his reason for asking was practical rather than paranoid. He was up there to find out where the hell they were.