"It's empty... incredible."

Joel sighed with a hint of sarcasm and annoyance as he shook your empty inhaler. Marlene never told him about your illness, something that would have been helpful considering how much physical effort the trip to the next firefly base would take. Anyway, after having been chased by a group of runners, the two of you were now trapped in a building that was once a library. Your asthma broke out, and although you could hold on for a while it was not the best condition to continue the trip.

"We'd better continue slower... At least until we figure out how to solve your problem."

Was he always this bitter? Maybe...