Remington Crosse
Status: Healthy
Clothing: The guy farthest to the right.
Taking his glasses from atop his head, Remington forked his fingers through his messy black hair, holding his round, color tinted glasses in his free hand, balancing it between the fingers that gripped his hat. Once finished trying to somewhat fix or tame his black locks, the glasses were perched back atop his head, mostly to hold back his bangs. Keeping a leisurely pace besides Teddy, Remington listened to him, hanging onto every word. It wasn't every day someone so willingly shared their opinion. Mostly, he had those conversations with himself, debating the good or bad in a situation. Looking towards Teddy, he simply gave a nod, and a forced, slightly pained smile. "I agree. We're at their mercy now. Nothing we can do about that.." Remington's voice trailed off slightly, deciding to keep to himself for now. Teddy's brother, Finn, didn't like him already, no need to make a second strike with Teddy with some stupid thing he would say.
As of now, he simply stood besides Teddy, navy blue eyes squinted at the door as it was forcefully opened. Trailing in the diner after Teddy, his eyes trailing around. It was old, rustic, with dust hanging in the air like a thick fog, making it uncomfortable for Remington to breathe. Casually, he stuck out his finger, running it along one of the countertops. Inspecting his dust ridden finger, he grimaced, nose crinkling in disgust. However, soon got back to Teddy, just as he proclaimed to find something. "Well, that was easier than I thought it would be."
Looking around for something to carry it in, Remington offered the open base of his hat, if no bag would be found. "Nice work pup." Rem commented with a soft, amused chuckle, just as he exited the back room in which the supplies were found. Down the hallway was an employee's room, left slightly open. This too, covered in dust. All exception to boot marks imprinted in the dust ridden floor. "Looks like someone was here, guess they didn't do much searching since they completely missed the food supplies." He commented with a small shrug, his voice a shout to Teddy in the other room over. Immediately, Remington began rummaging through the employee lockers. In a satchel was a watch, and some other useless pieces of junk. Despite that fact, Remington took the satchel, dusting it off with a open palm.
"You might want to check this out. See if you fancy anything." Remington spoke with his head tilted down to the satchel, opening it and studding his hat in it. Once situated later, he would closely examine the things in the satchel. For now, anything useful was their priority. As well as keeping Teddy alive. As of now, that was his top priority. Hitting him like a brick to the face, Remongton bounded into the othe room. His sneakers clacked on the floor, kicking up dust as he reached the doorframe. "Oh, sorry- Just- Just got nervous for a second." Remington would comment sheepishly, averting his gaze, as he realized Teddy was just fine.