The girl's seemed to want him to spend more time together, but he was on the precipice of death.
Because of the danger of a second wave, he needed to make his women more powerful and become one of the strongest himself, still ranking in the low ranks of even local power, causing him to feel a sense of anxiety.
'If someone too powerful, like that damn zombie lord, shows up, I might lose everything..'
"Forget Sarah... Mother and Amy... I will likely die myself!"
He looked around the lecture room, now a little cosier with organised areas for clothes, food, and weapons and an area with a curtain blocking sight; this was for the woman to get changed or to see to any medical issues.
