Mathais just laid there, radio ready, laying there. He figured Helena had already gone looking for the generator and a way to transport it and the food he was giving her. Unfortunatly, this also gave him too much time to think about what was happening now.<br/><br/>She was infected, and any day now, her brilliance would be lost to the virus's lust for flesh. She had said it herself, she wasn't very far in the research, and as soon as she was gone, what was he going to do? Go back to hiding? After finding this kind of hope, hope for a cure, he wasn't sure he could. Going back to that meant forgetting about her, forgetting there was even a chance to cure this epidemic. He just couldn't do that. Either they find a cure in the next few days, or he had to find another way. He was smart, but by no means smart as her, he'd have to find someone who was if he lost her. The thoughts rolled through his mind, good and bad. Either way, he would still need that hope for a cure.