Once the warmth behind her disappeared, Emery stirred a bit. She rolled over onto the other source of heat and opened her eyes to see a horridly disfigured face less than an inch from hers. Gasping, she reared herself back from it and saw that it was only Eden. Either it was too dark last night for her to fully conceive his condition or his face had gotten even worse. His skin looked like it had blackened, third-degree burns. If she didn't see his chest moving, she would've thought him dead. Feeling her hope for him dwindle even more, she just sighed and looked away.<br/><br/>Only when Emery stopped gazing at Eden did she hear the beeping outside of their shelter. As she reached for the clothes on the other side of the room, she heard the frantic yells of Rye and felt herself being shaken. "What...?" she groaned drearily, putting the clothes over her chest when she turned to face him. It took her a moment for her to absorb what he said as she pulled the clothes over her grimy body. When she looked back at Rye, a gleam of light in his hand caught her eye and she saw that he held a gun. With a gape, she looked up and murmured, "You got it." Standing up, she grinned and said, "Oh, those bastard Careers will get a taste of their own medicine."<br/><br/>A low moan from Eden moved Emery's eyes over to him and she saw how he shuddered. Leaning down to him, she asked, "Eden? How are you feeling?" Two slits in the blackened face opened and his mouth trembled before uttering the words, "It hurts." With her brows pulled together, Emery lifted the collar of his shirt to see down it. The decomposition appeared in large patches, but they covered very little of Eden's body. The largest patch was along Eden's right shoulder. "Can you move?" she asked, a knot forming in her chest. He tried lifting his left arm, but whimpered at the pain and let it fall back to his side. She saw tears glimmer at the edges of Eden's eyes as he breathed deeply until saying, "I can't. It hurts... too much."<br/><br/>Releasing a sigh, Emery stood up and walked over to Rye, leaning her lips toward his ear as she muttered, "Let's go. We have to leave him." Straightening herself, she looked into his eyes with a serious expression and said, "You and I both know he won't survive. It's hopeless." The words left a bad taste in her mouth. She was aware of how callous she sounded, but that didn't change the fact that they could do no more to help Eden. He would only hinder their own chance of survival. She turned back to Eden and said, "Listen, Eden. We have to get going. Just stay here and keep safe, okay?"<br/><br/>With a strained face, Eden looked up at them and breathed deeply while murmuring, "Wait... you're leaving?" Emery smiled and said, "We'll be back when we find more supplies. Maybe even some medicine for your skin." He felt sick when he thought of being without them. Opening his mouth, he wanted to say, "Don't leave me" but only uttered, "Okay."