That gets a crow of laughter, nothing more or less. She's not wrong. He's had an eye on her gun the whole time, but the fact remains, he could've taken it. Oughta count for something, right? But rather than push the issue he just watches the road roll be, sneering pointlessly at the biters struggling and failing to keep up. He hasn't pointed out the obvious, yet-- that this car's done for before they get there, that they're gonna have to ditch it and run no matter what, or they'll be bringing home a herd.

"It ain't what you think it is."

Doesn't much matter what she thinks. He's pretty sure she's wrong.