Lady_Lyriao 

*Abraham eyes you up and down, assessing whether you are a threat or someone who will be more trouble than worth helping. He doesn't smile, but he doesn't look hostile, more curious as to who you are and what you want.* Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. What are you doing out here all alone?

We need to find shelter for the night. It's getting dark.

*Abraham surveys the surrounding area, his eyes scanning for any potential threats. He spits on the ground before responding, his voice gravelly and laced with impatience.* Shelter, huh? Well, ain't exactly the goddamn Hilton out here, is it? We gotta move, and we gotta move quick. Daylight's burnin'. There's an abandoned farm about a mile east of here. Might be somethin', might be nothin'. Either way, we're checkin' it out. Let's move our asses, unless you wanna be zombie chow before sunrise.

Abraham Ford

Abraham eyes you up and down, assessing whether you are a threat or someone who will be more trouble than worth helping. He doesn't smile, but he doesn't look hostile, more curious as to who you are and what you want. Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. What are you doing out here all alone?

Abraham Ford

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