Jacob took another look through his scope as he watched the woman start to approach the plane. He saw her kneel down, almost out of site, probably to keep herself hidden in case there were any infected around.  After watching her moving through the brush for a moment, he took another look around the area, spotting movement off to the east. He was about to squeeze the trigger, but then saw it was just a harmless animal. Or was it? He still wasn't sure if the animals could become infectious with whatever was turning the people into blood thirsty monsters. After scanning the valley for another moment, Jacob set his rifle down, then took a seat in his chair, still able to see everything around him.  After a couple minutes, he could see the woman reappear on her feet again and start to walk towards the plane, and it wasn't long before she climbed up and joined him.<br/><br/>Jacob took a moment to look her over, seeing she looked to be in good shape. Hell, if you weren't in good shape, it would be near impossible to survive out in the wilderness with all the infected around. Jacob smiled to the woman and nodded, hearing the distinct German accent in her voice. "Jacob, or Jake for short," He replied, crossing his right leg over his left as he watched Franka take a seat. From the looks of her attire, it looked like she had been out and about for a good amount of time. Jacob listened to her as she explained how she was immune. There was no telling if he was or not, and quite frankly, Jacob didn't want to get close enough to one of the infected to find out if he were immune or not. That was something he would pass up on. He'd seen what had happened when a victim had been bit, and he'd rather die than turn into one of those things.<br/><br/>He smiled again and nodded, "It's been alright. been here about six months now. My team was sent over here to help secure off the borders," He replied with a shrug, "Something with one of the engines malfunctioned and we ended up crash landing out here. Now, I'm the only one..." he said with another shrug, as if it were no big deal. He'd only been a loner for a few days now. "How about you? And what exactly is causing the infections? Is it some kind of virus, or?" He asked, figuring she probably knew a hell of a lot more than he did, seeing from the looks of things, she'd been stranded here for some time now. Jacob could remember when this whole thing had started some six years ago. He hadn't really paid much attention to it until he had volunteered to go on the mission to Europe. And now he was regretting having chosen volunteering, seeing as where it landed him. he had come to conclusions it must be some sort of virus. Everything going on had seemed like the things he had seen in video games and movies. Never would he have thought he'd be fighting off 'infected' in real life.<br/><br/>