The house was sparsely furnished. It was unlikely that they would find much here, but they would take whatever they could find. They had learned to be exceedingly resourceful; they could make use of just about anything. Their greatest need was food, and that was the hardest commodity to come by. Derek refused to rob homes inhabited residences - they had to maintain their humanity in some respects, even if they did live in a hole. Occasionally, they were forced to take from convenience stores if they didn't have any money, and he hated even that. But the world had changed now; they did what was necessary to survive.
He soon found himself in the kitchen, where he began opening cabinets and pulling out every can he could find, dropping them into his satchel. He would check expiration dates later. Unless the food was clearly spoiled, they hardly went by expiration dates, anyway. Within a few minutes of this, his flashlight caught something metallic, and he paused to identify the flash of metal. His eyes fell on an open can on the counter, full of pineapple slices. It looked freshly opened.
Just as this realization hit him, he heard quick movements in the next room, followed by a voice and the sound of a gun being racked. He hastened into the next room, only to see a woman standing there, her glowing hands and arms casting an eery white light in the darkness. One of his companions - whose gift was not useful in combat - had drawn a pistol, racked it, and had it pointed at the stranger.
"Ellie, put the gun down," he ordered as he entered the room. Already in full defense mode, Ellie looked sharply at Derek, then reluctantly lowered her weapon. Derek stood his ground, looking now at the woman before him. From behind, his other companion entered the room, standing at the ready. "We're not your enemy," he answered calmly. "We're like you. We're mutants - all of us are." Based on the situation at hand, with her coming out of the shadows baring her powers, he was fairly confident she was not with the enemy. Though he was willing to take a chance in revealing that he, too, was a mutant, he was not going to show all of his cards just yet.