"Maybe," Joseph sighed, after hearing what Buck had to say. "But I never seen no disease that raises people from the dead. I just dont understand it all." He glanced to the ground sullenly, unsure what they could possibly do now other than rest for the time being then head out and look for other survivors. 

But it seemed Buck had something else in mind. Joseph liked the way he thought. Even though Buck claimed not to be too bright, he didnt give himself enough credit. He definitely had the critical thinking skills needed to survive. "That's very kind of you to offer," Joseph said, feeling his lips twitch into a smile. "I think we should continue our travel. Maybe make our way to Armadillo. I heard there's a highly acclaimed doctor there." He fidgeted on his branch before continuing. "You know, I doubt you should be calling me 'kid'," he joked. "I may not look my age, but I'm approaching forty." Joseph could tell, by the pitch of Buck's voice, that he was definitely younger than he was. Yet all the same, he saw him as equal.