"I ate already today," he said, "but thanks anyway..."<br/><br/>He took the axe, retrieved on his way back past the car, after seeng that Alicia's ride was empty, and walked over to the real-wood railings, and spliting one in half with his first swing.<br/><br/>"I can guaruntee this'll be one of the most expensive fires ever lit to keep two people warm," he said, picking up the thick chunks of railing, and piling them together.<br/><br/>Once he had a nice-seized pile, and a few 'logs' set up together to start their fire, he packed them with cash, which he needed only to break open a cashier's box to get, one swing with the axe, and he was stuffing hundreds, twenties, fives, and even ones, in beside the wood. He laughed, thinking about the main vault which contained only the same worthless paper he was now using to light their fire.<br/><br/>One match later, and the fire was going, just sitting on the marble floor of the lobby, as Ashley sat down near Alice.<br/><br/>"You know," he said, "I hear there is still an aircraft carrier full of uninfected non-immunes, of course, it is just a rumor, but I figure there had to be some truth to it at some point, after all, Zombies can't swim, or drown, but still, it's got to be a good way to start a settlement, if you had some way to make fresh water, and had a big enough boat..."<br/><br/>He wondered what she'd say, it wasn't his usual conversational style, but it was something anyway. He'd thought a lot about what he was saying, even if it might not have seemed that way, the way he spoke.