But his excursion was done for the most part. He hadn’t expected he would run into anyone out here. Not that he had ruled it out, but people didn’t gravitate towards the junkyard. It was far easier to find materials in town than risk the outskirts, so it was a rare occurrence – especially this early in the day.
“You’re from Downtown then,” he said, folding his arms against his chest, “Part of the shelters?” If she was, then she would most likely be part of either the library or the hospital. He also couldn’t rule out her being alone or a raider. Erik had been here long enough to know the group dynamics by heart. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out. As he watched her, his gaze flickered down to the condenser in her hands. “Are you trying to build something?” He normally wouldn’t bother asking, but she piqued his interest. It’d also been a while since he had a conversation, good or bad.