Chris and Claire listened intently to every word of the man. Chris smirked finally realizing why the name was familiar. This was one of the guys that his government teacher kept calling either an odd ball or an idiot...oh what a fun class that was. Claire smiled a little and pulled out two of her knives and handed one to Chris to use as well. As she started to cut though she stopped mid way and looked at Chris when Jack had asked about how they'd gotten this far. Chris looked back at her, a silent conversation went between the two for a few seconds before Chris looked back at Jack.

"We've been in a few groups...but never stayed with any of them...We um." He paused for a second trying to think of a good way t say things. "We decided it was best to split from the groups each time though, and um yeah." He looked at the fire. He didn't want to lie to the man. Especially when there was an actual chance of sticking together, but if he told him how they stole from other groups and leaving them to fend for themselves what sort of message would that send...?

Claire on the other hand, while she hated killing for the wrong reasons, had nothing against telling a tale to help their situation. "One of the groups tried to do things with me...So we left, Chris doesn't like to talk about it because he barely stopped it, but then if I felt uncomfortable about a group we would talk about it and leave." She didn't look Jack in the eye, she just closed up slightly with her body as she spoke while gazing thoughtfully at the fire. Tehnically it wasn't a complete lie though...The first group they'd joined this guy that was only a year older kept trying to flirt with her, but she kept rejecting him, he tried to take it too far one night so she stabbed his cheek with her knife which had cut his tounge off, and while he wsa choking on his own tongue Chris had found Claire and pulled her away and they stole a car to get away. 

Chris looked at his sister. She'd spun the tale, and now it would only look bad if he denied it, so he looked at Jack for a second and gave him a pained smile. So yeah...And we've been on our own for the most part since. I found that motorcycle in a garage in Oregon actually. It's a really nice bike, and hasn't let us down yet. The only problem is we don't have any siphoning equipment so we had to refuel whenever we found any in a vehicle. Or our last stop in Ashford..." He paused for a moment realizing he was bringing it up again. "Well we found an easier source there..." While he had finished the man off, he and his sister both knew that it was Claire who had truly killed the man. If he could take the blame he would...but right now he just had to support his sister and pray for her as much as he could.