"Oh it's not that impressive. C'mon..." To Arc it was little more than a lucky find, though he could see where someone might appreciate it if they hadn't had a home before. Not a real one anyway. Arc couldn't imagine that life with a gang would be a very stable environment. He mumbled a few things to himself, completely inaudible to even Madison, about wishing he had known he was going to have company. He would have cleaned up before he left. Still, it wasn't a total plane crash, so to speak, so he didn't worry too much. The lights flickered occasionally as he hopped back and forth, trying to get everything up and running.<br/><br/>"Most. I didn't find this thing right after it happened. There were tracks all around the outside of the plane, all of them leading away. If anyone else had found it, their tracks were either hidden very well or erased." No matter what he did, the memories of the scene were burned permanently into his brain. They haunted his dreams when he slept, and occasionally, if he was particularly stressed, he would see them while he was awake, their faces frozen in their final moments of pain and terror. "It was dangerous. Everything was different then. I couldn't bury them, so I made up a bonfire and cremated them." He tried to sound calm about it, but the experience still horrified him. He wasn't too old back then, much too young to have to carry burned and mangled corpses to a fiery grave.<br/><br/>As he worked, he kept his eye on Madison discreetly. Not out of suspicion of course, but because he wanted to make sure she was okay. They'd traveled very far with very little to eat or drink, and there was the encounter with the dogs. Tomorrow they would both be sore, but who could possibly know the extent of her injuries but her? Digging around a few drawers, Arc finally found what he was looking for and withdrew it. Just a simple tin on the outside, but inside it was some vials of liquid and a few syringes inside. He brought them over and sat down next to Madison, facing her.<br/><br/>"You're not sleeping on the floor, and you aren't sleeping until we've done this first." He stuck the needle inside one of the vials and drew some of the liquid into the syringe. "This is a broad-spectrum booster. Never know what kind of diseases those things are carrying." Arc knew that she was exhausted, and that she was fighting just to stay awake, but he did not want her contracting anything that might cause.... well anything. "Don't worry, i'll be gentle."