Nev gave Micah a glare, with the younger man knowing full well what was running through the brooding man's mind. In his mind Nev was probably murdering Micah as he usually brought on more troubles than ease with his actions, and Micah understood that, but they didn't need to fight or anger any other group at the moment. Going with the plan, Micah followed in suit behind the only man of the group, Chase, beside a younger girl who looked to be about Micah's own age. [color=FFD700][b]"That does make me feel better. I'm Micah by the way."[/b][/color] Gesturing towards the intimidating, tanned man Micah went on, [color=FFD700][b]"That's Nev. He isn't as scary as he looks, to be honest he's a big ol'softie."[/b][/color]

Taking Zoe's hand, Nev shook it firmly. He didn't have much choice now either as Micah had already integrated himself into the plans of the red head. So he had to go along with it, for the sake of the kid. Nev had found himself bonding with the annoying manchild, feeling as if he had become some sort of guardian to him. Traveling for a few weeks together, Nev somehow got too attached, which was an oddity to his nature as he wasn't a man to keep anyone to close to him. Maybe it was because the world was going to shit that he was becoming more human instead of a cold robot, always keeping to himself.

Nev nodded, agreeing with his new comrade with her statement. Releasing her hand he returned it back to his pistol, looking back at the way they had came. [color=228B22][b]"There's a dozen or so after us."[/b][/color] Nev said. [color=228B22][b]"If anything we just need to find a place to hide until it's dark out. After that, Micah and I will be out of your hair."[/b][/color]