“Oh, it doesn’t matter now, I think everyone’s dead. I was heading back to look for supplies. I assume I’m not exiled anymore.”
“Why were you exiled?”
“Haha, wow! You really don’t remember?”
“No, I swear.”
“I got sick from the rats in the 7/11. The sickness was spreading and no one could cure it, so they kicked all us sick kids out. We could only come back if we found a cure.” As he tells you this, he shows off a bite mark on his arm.
“So… you found a cure?”
“No, I just got better. In fact, I’m even stronger than before. While I was gone though, apparently everyone decided to kill each other. I heard about it from people running away, so I decided to come back for supplies.”
“That’s pretty brave of you.”==>
