Peter still wasn't sure how they came out of that one without anyone getting permanently hurt. Sure, most of his bloody was all over the hall floor, but at least they'd left food and water with those poor people...even if it only extended the inevitable. A city this size? It could be months without help. Peter was only thinking realistically. He'd seen the future, hadn't he? He knew what this could become--
No. He knew what this was going to become. It scared him. He hid it well.
"Mind if we stop at the Gap or American Eagle on the way back?" the younger man asked, smiling though he looked like a zombie, flecked with blood along his chin and ear. "I'm going to need some new clothes."
Keeping Matt busy was as important as keeping himself busy. His toes dug into the soles of his shoes as they stood in the shadow of the building's broken doorway, glass spread out under their feet. There was no sound at all, just litter and bullet casings. Had the military moved off? Moved on? He wasn't sure what was worse.
"And...your nose is still bleeding." Whatever Matt had done up there-- Peter hadn't asked, all right? It seemed to have hurt him.
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No. He knew what this was going to become. It scared him. He hid it well.
"Mind if we stop at the Gap or American Eagle on the way back?" the younger man asked, smiling though he looked like a zombie, flecked with blood along his chin and ear. "I'm going to need some new clothes."
Keeping Matt busy was as important as keeping himself busy. His toes dug into the soles of his shoes as they stood in the shadow of the building's broken doorway, glass spread out under their feet. There was no sound at all, just litter and bullet casings. Had the military moved off? Moved on? He wasn't sure what was worse.
"And...your nose is still bleeding." Whatever Matt had done up there-- Peter hadn't asked, all right? It seemed to have hurt him.