Al sighed, his shoulders visibly drooping, setting the box of food down.<br/><br/>"I suppose it was more optimistic than anything, really," he said, shutting the door and locking it. He had grabbed enough stuff from the hospital to survive for a while, and he figured that he had more than enough supplies to make it to the farmhouse. He was mostly coming there for personal reasons, the scavenging was just a bonus, really. "No sense hanging around here, is there? I just gotta get something from my dorm room..." he hefted his bat. "Maybe find a vending machine along the way. You can come with me or stay here... doesn't matter, really."