She has the weapon here, yes, but she was also the first one here. Enoch doesn't want to intrude on another person's find - not to mention, he was used to deferring where he shouldn't. He was older than more or less everyone he met, and yet had to act as if he was younger than someone else because they had gray hair and wrinkled skin and his would never be either. He'd gotten used to it. To defer to this young woman was nothing to him, given the circumstances.

"Mm." The voiceless assent was accompanied by a nod. "It's too easy to run out of food, in one place."

He's never encountered cabin fever, given the way he keeps moving on principle.

"Besides, staying in one place ensures you don't find anything else - supplies, answers, or a way out."