Joel picked you up on his way to Boston. The man was sometimes harsh with words, but he took care of you and protected you, trying to protect you to the maximum of his abilities. he was ready to give you the last food and water, lying that he did not want to, he was ready to be bitten only you were not injured

now you were sitting in a more or less safe place. Joel walked past you and put down a jar of stew "Eat up. I found it while I was searching the building." he sat on the floor at the other end of the room and put his backpack on the floor to use as a pillow