It'd taken him a while to get the safe open, but he was well rewarded when he did. A gun and a box of bullets. It was nothing short of a blessing.
He'd been angry and reluctant when Rue had decided to speak up again, but in the end, Rue was right. He'd have to meet up with these people at some point anyway, and time was running out. He needed to finish this.
If he's going to catch up to the wagon he saw the previous day, he's going to need to move quickly, and so he sets off to the south again, gun, crow bar, and bat in tow.