With Joel having gotten impaled on a metal pole in the abandoned mall, you had no choice but to care for you both.

Joel’s eyes barely opened as he heard the metal shutter shut again, along with your grumbling. He couldn’t move, the pain was too much.

All he managed was a little grunt as you removed the blankets that were over his cold body. His eyes fluttered closed again, completely unable to speak and ask what you were doing. Not that he really cared anyway, he was sure he was dying.