[color=6ecff6]"No worries, no rush." [/color]Cat replied calmly, giving the man a studying look for a moment.[color=6ecff6]" Cabling is one of those things that people don't ask for until they need it or it's delivered to them. Places usually have a stock salvaged from all around, but always buy more. The more technological the settlement, the more their need for cables and even less advanced ones use them since as long as they can provide energy, network of lamps is a great thing to have, good for defense also. Heck, we were required to know how to set up a lightpost  when we were going through training."[/color] She mused as they started moving again, she didn't bring up the topic of teaming up again. It was something she casually mentioned to him cause it would likely coem into play sooner or later. Maybe he'd be able to settle down and never venture out again or maybe not, but they did survive now some hours or so of chaos and they worked off each other well enough.

 The location marked with a pentagon turned out to be an improvised home or shelter. She put her new tool to good use, forcing the frozen door open through it's locked state and they entered, looking around through the light of the torch. She metaphorically froze at the sight an sighed, studyign the two tiny bodies and then looked at the pictures on the wall. It told a grim and morbid story.[color=6ecff6]"I suppose I was off with my original estimation for his death... the frost, lack of humidity and bugs must have mummified him... If that picture of a bat is anything to go by... that was likely these two's father. The mother either didn't manage to survive till this place or she tried going in search for her husband and never made it back." [/color]She said and gave the two small bodies a polite bow and salute. They must have died out here alone, huddling for warmth when their parents never returned. They ran out of food eventually and then passed away in their sleep. Her eyes lingered on the picture of a sun now. She walked off to it, touching it with the tip of her fingers, like it would fracture and vanish of she pushed harder. She had never seen the sun, by the time she waqs born the cataclysm had struck and the skies were blocked off in perpetual clouds and storms. She had heard rumors that at very rare cases you could see the blue skies before you die. Wondered how much that was true, but she found herself fascinated with the drawing of a sun for a good while longer.

 [color=6ecff6]"Alright, Donny, we've got two choices, we try to push through and go even further on, or we can camp here for the night. This break room is secure enough once we close the door, that even a Brute Crab wouldn't be able to breakt through it in one go."[/color] She told him, looking around for possible things to use as fuel for a campfire. There were the wooden tables that would burn rather nicely. Sadly in this kind of world, the bodies of the dead didn't matter. Still out of politeness, she used one of the jackets to cover the heads and upper torsos. A final late gesture of kindness to allow them to rest in piece.