[Leave it to him to be the sensible one.]

My bow is in the trunk of my car... [Not that it's anywhere near them at the moment anyway.]

I'm pretty sure we only need to look for signs of people screaming and devastation to find where it has gone.

[However, she makes no signs of moving in the direction she thinks the car has gone. Instead she seems pretty easy to move towards the cafe again, realizing just then just how shaky she is feeling now that the adrenaline is wearing off.]