ROSE/STEVE R.
Steve, despite the hunger pangs running through his system and the general lethargy of a 'normal' body and metabolism, had kept up fairly well with his assigned partner, and slowed as they approached the mall they'd seen in the distance during their patrol and agreed to check for supplies once the relief guard had shown up to take over watching the campus.
Tilting his head as he scanned the area, he slowly nodded and adjusted the slightly rotted 2X4 length of wood he'd found and bashed something akin to a handle into the day before over his shoulder. "Yeah. Probably a good idea, just to see if there are any zombie groups milling around. Better to be caught outside than in a corner, right?" He made a soft grunt, then nodded. "Sweep clockwise? More exits to the highway."