It’s been roughly… who knows how long? Last time he checked, it started six months ago, but it’s been way longer than that. It’s to the point that buildings are beginning to erode.

Right in the middle of the evacuation, he got separated from the entire family. Someone in the crowd became infected with that virus and it got messy real quick.

He’s been all right surviving on his own. But he’s just that. Surviving.

That was until today. Surrounded by the most potent stage of the infection, someone really, really saved him. After all was done, he found out it was you, his child. The walk back to your camp was long and silent, though.

The fire crackles in between both of you. He taps his wooden mug, staring at the black coffee. You’ve gotten crafty. He has so many words, so many questions, so many answers, but he doesn’t even know where to start.