Sinclair spots the ammo laying out in the middle of nothing, and yeah. It strikes him as odd, even if he hasn't been traversing the more infested parts of Rapture the way Jack has. And then there's a girl, tittering away like it's the funniest thing she's ever seen and someone else shushing her.

They didn't even really try with this one.

He looks to Jack to see what's going to be done, but Jack seems a little less than interested. As they walk away, the second splicer yells after them and Sinclair quickens his step just in case they're irritated enough to follow them. Jack doesn't appear bothered at all though, which is somewhat reassuring.

"When we get back," Sinclair says, once they're a reasonable distance away, "I can figure out something for us to eat. I'm not much of a cook, but it beats starving."