"Good news," Minoru said. "At least the first part is." He continued talking as the guy went around the corner to change, thinking it a smart move in case the enemy could smell blood or something. "That may not mean nobody did. I didn't know these guys were alive until they came in, so theres a good chance there are other survivors somewhere." The more he said it, the less confident he became in it's likelihood. The simple passage of time had probably taken at least one person between this and the previous time he had mentioned it. But they didn't need to share his pessimism if they didn't choose to.<br/><br/>Minoru listened to the description of the shelter, slowly smiling. "Better," he said in response to the newest member of the tribe's question. "We have both. It seems theres a system of tunnels around here that go to the important points in the city. We're using those to scavenge and hide out until the army either sends in soldiers with assault rifles or a nuke to take care of the problem. I'm rooting for the former, myself, but the bomb would kill the zombies, you can't deny that. As for weapons, the reason this area is clear, or clear enough, is because one of the survivors wields a mean sword. Shes out securing some more area, but when she comes back, I think you'll be pretty happy about our chances. Just don't be humble around her, she seems to dislike it," he added, pulling the collar of his shirt off his neck to demonstrate what me meant.<br/><br/>"A note might be overlooked," he answered the walkie-talkie, thinking out loud. "Plus I don't see anything to write with here. I have an idea. If you hear scratching, its alright." Minoru got up and grabbed a blade, quietly carving an arrow pointing up to the vent and 'doki-doki', indicating a beating heart, in the paint under it. As he did this, she asked about the nickname and Minoru almost cut his finger. "Only until you offer another suggestion of what to call you," he said. If he'd known she was this easy to talk to, maybe he'd have gotten more of his assignments done. Not that it mattered, but still, it did seem like a joke on him. "Another survivor has found the room. He might be hurt and hes definitely tired. Says he ran from A block through the enemy, so he may need to rest before he can move." He was silent as she reported in about the water and medical supplies and when he answered, he dropped his voice. "Reserve some water for the newest guy and the girl who isn't you or the swordswoman. She seems really shaken up."