"Oh I doubt they lasted a year," he said, "but, for a group of immune survivors, now they'd have a chance at something, don't you think?"<br/><br/>He laid back, on the floor, stretching out, and putting his hands behind his head, looking up at the vaulted ceiling.<br/><br/>"Though...a settlement like that would be a bit, troublesome, I imagine, you might need laws, and leaders, and of course you'd have to travel around, to keep supplied, and safe, there are a lot of crazies out there..." he said, laughing at himself for blowing up a gas station, he knew there were a few people who thought he was insane, but he hadn't raped, murdered, or tortured anyone yet, so in terms of post-apocalypse baddies, he was a bit lightweight.