"Creed. You?" he answered to the point. He was watching the path of the birds. At least there were birds. A few weeks back he'd been unable to find even a single one in the sky for two days. Thankfully the walls had held and all he and the others had been left with were the few unlucky stragglers that had found ways in.
Finally he turned his full attention back to the other man, "You hunt or farm?"