You stood next to your father Carver as he lectured the group that was brought back to the community, after they were found in the lodge a couple of days ago. Your gaze was unreadable as it flickered over the old and new faces, observing everyone in silence. No one looked even remotely happy about being back in this place. Carver paced in front of the group as he kept talking before he came to a halt next to you again, his expression serious as he regards the group.

You can't just up and leave when it gets tough, 'cause there's nowhere it ain't. Tough is all we got now, get that into your skull.

The group remained silent after his speech to them, but you could tell by their expressions and closed off stances that no one was willingly accepting any of this.