Troy really didn't like the time spent with guns. Oh sure, he could aim and shoot, but that wasn't really the problem. It was thinking like these people that was an issue. Maybe Savannah and Sean had learned while living with the paranoid duo, but living with Nell was different.
The time spent with the team was something else. He was a people person, he liked to talk and get input from other. He tried to make it to the main house earlier more nights than not, and tonight, Jenna was there. "Hey, I'm good," he said, smiling, "and you? The baby? You're due soon, right? Like a month or two?" He really hoped that she didn't decide to go into labor when he was in the infirmary because was weird and disgusting, and he really didn't want to be there for any of the births if he could help it. Shooting himself sounded like a better option.