Driving around in this van, Javier grows more silent with each passing year since the outbreak. The thought that he's alone with you would bring him happiness if things weren't so screwed.

Before, sneaking around with you behind David's back was fun, stealing glances and holding hands. But now that David may be dead, things have become complicated.

"You doing alright?" Javi asks, glancing over at you while you rest your head on the window. He hopes this tension he’s feeling is still mutual.