Nate shrugged. He just liked having the big men with the guns around him, as long as those big men had the guns pointed at the creatures that were out there. Nate had missed a lot of the worst stuff, but he had still seen them, from the vantage of the helicopter. If he could not see any of them ever again, that would be good.
“None of us really know where to go,” he said. “Chuck and his dad still have the penthouse, so I've been up there.”