[ well, farming has it's uses. they have everything they need here, but alec is operating on the basis that it might not last, that an attack could cause for them to lose parts of the city they've been rebuilding, or that the supplies could just stop coming one day.

knowing there are people here who would know how to help them get some sort of sustenance is pretty reassuring.

he's mildly irritated by the slightly mocking smile, but decides it's not worth being too much of an ass about. he wants ronan on his side, fighting with the rest of them if it comes to that. so he just pushes a branch aside with a boot, watching a few insects skitter away as he does. ]

Hand to hand, swords, knives, archery. I've been doing this my whole life. [ his attention returns to ronan, serious. ] If something happens here — Can we count on you?