Durr, I guess I'll have to start. ;w;)
Joel looked around the maze-like headquarters of the Militia; Tommy seemed not to be around. Shrugging, he carried on toward the trail slowly. He looked back at Ellie and smiled, looking forward he continued to trek down the trail. "'Bout ..three miles away, better tell me now if you're hungry so we can get a move on or you could have one of these apples," Joel said, not turning around to receive her answer. Stopping beside a log, he set his backpack down and bandaged a bloody cut that was seeping into his sock. His back was arched and anyone could tell easily that it was giving him a bit of trouble where he fell from a tree a few days ago. Joel inhaled with a quiet snort and rubbed his mustache before he fiddled through his sack more. In realization that he had a sack 'full' of ammo, his eyes wound with shock though he forced himself not to show it. That -Removed by Moderator- Bill put that in there, God. Should've told me, he mumbled under his breath, quickly reloading his rifle and his shotgun. Finding one of Ellie's comic books in a pocket deep in his backpack, he looked up at her and set it on the log. "Hey, Ellie, I think I've found one of those comics you've been readin'."