"Ain't easy is it, Jessy girl?" He asked, standing at the window looking out through tiny gaps in the boarded up glass, shaking his head. "I wonder how the rest of the world is doing sometimes, but then I realise that we're pretty much alone, unless we find a huge group of survivors, a military base or something." Jason said, stopping as he remembered the closest military base, known as The Barracks. "There is one, called the Barracks, I ran down a few days before you arrived, completely empty and deserted, took me an hour or so fast marching." He explained while sitting down on the bed next to the female survivor.<br/><br/>"How you holding up?" He asked, tinged with care for her, knowing of her illness, he felt pity and sadness towards her, and would help her in as many ways as he could. "Anything you need?" The leader added, putting an arm on her shoulder and patting it lightly. "Got a fair bit of nice stuff from the shop, as quick as it was."