In the meantime, Virvel and Walter are inspecting his jammed cannon.

: ...So, does this happen to you often?
Before Walt can respond, Frisk walks up behind the two.

: Hey, Virvel. I hear they're looking for help tending to wounded and cleaning up and such at that POW camp the others went and liberated. Wanna volunteer?

: Um, no? Not even remotely?

: Lemme rephrase that: Wanna get first pick at the goods Izzy left behind when our boys kicked 'em out?

: Oh.
Ohhh. Hmm, when you put it that way... Sure.
She looks over at Walter.

: What about you, you interested?