[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Robert Weldon[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.csfd.cz/files/images/film/photos/000/140/140426_f7b854.jpg[/img][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Okefenokee: E14 > E13
[b]Skills:[/b] None[/center][hr]

Facing he facts headfirst was the only way to get through disappointment quickly. However disappointment never triumphed Robert’s optimism. “[color=fff79a]Yea, we’ll find another,[/color]” he agreed with Hadrian after learning the truck would no longer be of service. He paid no mind to Hank’s nicknaming and sarcasm, it was clear he cared little to none about their preferences or feelings. Before Robert could get another word out, Hank started following his lost friend, moving down the road with purpose.

The two men really struck Robert as odd. They didn’t seem to care about their lives, heading straight forward without a game plan. However, that oddity - at times - could be a hint of faith. Where these men simply barbaric or did they truly believe in something far greater than themselves? 

Moving forward, Robert turned towards Hadrian. “[color=fff79a]We have to move. I don’t know what you’re looking for out here, but I think sticking together for now is our best shot,[/color]” he stated. Despite their differences, it was true that with numbers the odds of survival increased drastically. It was unfortunate however that their numbers increased with the addition of two....complicated persons. Furthermore, there was still a lack of trust, but people were people, and helping one another was what God would want. 

Robert took to the road, settling alongside Hadrian at a steady pace - keeping Hank in clear sight. He dug in his pack, once again removing two bags of chips. “[color=fff79a]Let’s try this again, Ranch or Cheese?[/color]” He asked Hadrian, extending both bags towards the man as they walked. After all that fighting he was certain Hadrian could not refuse.