Snippet #1735147

Gabriel listened to her words and nodded when appropriate. He wondered if it was more than just being worried, but he didn't know what sort of state she was in. Physically or mentally. She could be half starved and cranky, or have some sort of disorder he didn't know about. And for all she knew, he could too. Some topics were better off avoided. So he left it at that, and listened further as she advised that he should rest at the same location she did tonight.

"You going with Yashie and the others? Or to the pizza shop?" He asked, and then watched her stare down Thalia as she walked back inside the store. It was clear that Adrien didn't like her much, and to be honest Gabriel wasn't her biggest fan either. Besides, she was hurt. Gabriel wasn't nearly chivalrous enough to give up his life by throwing himself to the zombies in the event that she needed to get away as well. All is fair in survival. Could he say the same for Adrien or Yashie, or even the mute girl named Whisper though? The ones he'd rather grown to like.

In the end, it was all about him. Nobody else really mattered. At least, that's what he'd like to believe. That he was still completely independent. Fact is, he probably would fight for a select few from this group. Maybe it would be better off if he was on his own at night. More dangerous, but he wouldn't be relying on anyone so much.

Ughh... Gabriel's head started pounding, the beginnings of a headache rattling his brain. Such a simple decision and it seemed so hard. He realized then that he'd let his guard down. He was standing out in the open and he hadn't even been keeping an eye out. A flicker of agitation joined his aching mind. Had he always been so careless of his safety? With the bloody shirt he'd been told to take off and all of the information he hadn't known before today, it was beginning to make him wonder.

Maybe it would be better, staying with the group Adrien was leaving with. He wouldn't bet on it just yet, but there was nothing wrong with giving it a try, right? Worst case scenario would be that he had to up-and-leave. Well, no. Worst case scenario would be they were all infected and trapped and he was on his own to survive a battle against so many survivors recently infested by zombies.

Either way, he had to stop changing his mind. And for tonight, it stopped here.
"I'll tag along with you and the others. Maybe not permanently, but at least until we get to Canada." Why Canada, anyway? Gabriel felt like he'd missed a whole conversation. Whatever. He had no place else he needed to be. "Strength in numbers, I guess." Though that wasn't necessarily the case in a zombie doomsday.