"Dawn," she replied curtly. Now that she knew it was Claire out here and not some random zombies, she could rest easier. She was safe for now. She didn't have to worry about getting attacked, not currently anyways. Claire's body language indicated she was friendly.
"Sounds fun. I'm just heading into the wilderness to look for some plants. I'm hoping to make a potion to cure my daughter. She's been acting strange lately but you probably know all about that. Enough people have read all the weird comments people have been making on the network."
Dawn knew that everyone was aware of that situation. Many people were acting weird and there had to be someone keeping tabs on everyone at the prison or so she assumed. Those who weren't living at the prison had to fend for themselves, which was how Dawn expected it to be. This situation made her wonder whether she should move into the prison. Her daughter obviously needed her and she couldn't help her living out in the projects. But what would John think?
"Where does your friend live?" Dawn asked, quirking a brow.