[center]UNC Asheville Library[/center]
Card was sneaking around the lower floor, nervously peering back towards the doors to ensure none of those crazy people outside had taken an interest in his hasty retreat into the library. It seemed like for a while at least he was safe, but there was at least one person inside, albeit an ordinary one. Still, in some ways he scared Card more than the crazies outside, at least they were stupid and he knew where he stood with them, for all he knew this fellow survivor would rob him and throw him to the wolves.

So when he called out for people to come over, Card was damned if he was going to obey. He lurked between two high-backed chairs, hard to spot in the darkness, and listened to two more unique voices entering the conversation. His eyes closed briefly as he allowed the less than familiar sound of other humans to wash over him, it was a strange sensation, solitude was not for Card.

Still, he wasn’t jumping to it, but if the yet unnamed Vincent decided to make his way upstairs and join the others in this so called ‘encyclopedia room’… well, Card would follow him up and wait for the others to meet. Then he could decide if he wanted to join or not, if they fought he could easily run for it, but if they started up a civilised conversation Card would happily seek the safety of numbers. 

--- Summary ---

Card listens in on the conversation between the three survivors, and decides he’ll follow Vincent upstairs if he should go, though he wouldn’t be quick to join the others until he was good and ready.