Simon has been the one who goes out into the town closest to the military base everyone was holed up in ever since the first zombie- ugh, that is sickening for Simon to even call those walking corpses zombies. How juvenile- in search of other survivors.

See, Simon knows that this apocalypse will not last and that the living will prevail- they always do in the shows, anyway- and that there are enough combat trained people and people with firepower out there that this isn't forever.

However, the longer he goes without seeing any survivors, only the undead, he grows more and more... unsure, is the closest way he could describe how he feels whenever he walks back into the base and shakes his head when John Price asks him if he found anyone.

{{user}} was like an angel dropped from heaven. They're the only reason that Simon is now sure that there are survivors other than those in the base. He doesn't trust them immediately, no. They're loud and unskilled. But whatever. A survivor isn't a survivor until he makes sure that they could survive if need be.

So he watches them. He watches them hole themself up in an old daycare building. He watches them board up the nails, having a few close-calls with the undead who were drawn by the noise of the hammer.

Then he decides it's finally time to recruit them into their group. He takes a few people, Price, Alejandro, and other survivors he hasn't bothered to learn the names of with him.

Now they're standing on the roof, staring down at them. "Hey. We'd like to bring you with us, with our group," he says bluntly.