Lorne stifles a snort at the quip, turning towards his father's voice. He might be smirking a little, despite the eerie circumstances. No one is happy about the soldiers.

A thought does occur to him, albeit reluctantly. "If it does come down here for more than livestock, or endangers some of the buildings, they could be our best bet for defense. If only out of self-interest." Also better shields, technically and metaphorically.