Ric Soto


Ric's eyes follow Lee's when she takes a look at the end-result of her handy work. He laughs quietly at her remark about scarring. "Don't worry about it," he says with a shrug. "A scar will just make me look tough, years from now." It's silent for a second and he tries not to dwell on the fact that he might not live another month, let alone a few years. He glances at the bloody shirt (which was previously wrapped around the cut on his arm) on the floor. He feels a ridiculous feeling of loss go through him - it was one of his favorite shirts, from back home. He didn't just swipe this one from a store along the road. Yet another familiar thing lost to this war they're fighting. He sighs and refocuses his attention on Lee who's suggesting they leave.

"Yeah," he agrees. He gets up from the chair . He's scanning the room for useful things to take with them, like maybe medicine or nonperishable foods. His eyes land on Lee when he's done. Wait a minute - she did have the things to close up his wound. Would she posses more stuff? He wants to rummage through her rucksack - not to rob her, but to divide the resources. Now that she's joining their little club, it only makes sense that she chips in, correct? If she gets killed or kidnapped or lost, wouldn't it be a waste for all her things to go with her? Surely she'd agree. His eyes linger on her bag, but not for too long. He doesn't think she trusts any of them, so blatantly asking her to share most likely wouldn't be the right way to handle this. "Hey, by the way..." Ric moves a little closer (though maintaining a reasonable amount of personal space, because honestly, in these times, nobody wants to get all close and personal with each other. The sense to either fight or flee is too large nowadays). He's trying to keep his face friendly. "... do you have medicine with you, by any chance?" His voice is light and casual. "Like - antibiotics? Antihistamines? Aspirin? Anything, really?" He puts his hands in his pockets, in order to indicate that he doesn't plan on making any sudden movements.

"For organizational purposes," he adds. "You understand. It's good to know what we've got to work with."