Gordie Moreno

Gordie laughs, nodding. “We really have.” He agrees. His eyes grow sad again, though. “For people who claimed not to like her leadership, they’re still following Cassandra’s lead. I wonder if they know just how ironic that is.” He muses softly.

Gordie nodded, smiling a little when she said what her favorite subject was. “Those were my favorite subjects  too. Math or Science. I wanted to be a professor before all of this happened. And now? Well, college or university is the last thing on my mind.” He wondered if it was insensitive to bring up what he wanted to do. He felt like it was, since none of them really had the option to do so anymore, and maybe never would again. But it wasn’t as if he could take it back now. “I always struggled to understand a lot of the concepts in English class, but Math and Science were always easier.”

Gordie nodded. “I think so, too. I mean look at what we’ve all accomplished so far, being here. I’d say that’s a really good thing.” He’d expected the town to fall apart, and yet, here they all were, still somehow surviving.

Gordie notices almost immediately that Addy seems to be staring right past him, which would be cause for alarm if he hadn’t just dropped such a huge, devastating bombshell on her. “I don’t know yet. That’s what we’re trying to figure out. Allie has the Guard confiscating all the guns and I’m testing the bullets to see if any of them match the ones...” He trailed off, throat feeling like it was closing up with emotion once more.

Gordie blinks, surprised by the question. But not in a bad way. “I mean, it wasn’t so bad.” He says. “I didn’t have many friends, but I was okay with that, because the ones I did have were true friends, anyway. And I enjoyed school as a whole, and like to think I was pretty good in school. I wasn’t valedictorian material or anything, but I was smart enough.”

Gordie smiles shyly once again, though this time he actually looks at her. “Well, it’s never been something that’s ever come up in an every day situation. But when I have a task, I’m really good at focusing on that.” He hopes he doesn’t sound like he’s bragging.

Gordie noticed her shiver, and instinctively removed his jacket, holding it out to her. Whether she was cold or not, he figured it was safer to at least off his jacket and have her refuse it than for him not to offer at all and for her to be cold. “Here, I’m not cold.” He had his hoodie on underneath, after all. He gave a weak smile when she said she thought he shouldn’t have to feel bad. “Thank you, for saying that Elle.” He said softly, earnestly.

Well, she isn’t wrong in that people forgot to appreciate human kindness. Especially here, but he makes sure not to say that out loud. Instead, he just smiles. “Thank you. That was really nervewracking, and I’m just glad things worked out as well as they did, because I know they could’ve been so much worse.” And now he’s rambling, so he gives her an apologetic smile and looks at his hands.

Gordie’s already pretty close to breaking down-it’s a miracle he even got the words out to begin with. But Adelaine’s question makes his vision blur (again). “I wish I was, but I saw her body.” He whispered, swallowing hard once, and then twice.

Gordie smiles a little despite the grim topic of conversation. “Nether do mine. hope no one’s Thanksgivings end up that way.” He can’t help feeling anxious thinking about it, how much worse it could’ve been, how lucky they all got that no one died. “I’m really glad you didn’t die, Merri.” He tells her earnestly. When she thanks him, he shakes his head. “You don’t have to thank me for helping Kelly save people.” It felt natural for him to do so, honestly, to be in the clinic helping people.

Gordie nods. “Probably. It seems like the most likely place for it to be.” He says, getting up off the couch.

Gordie shakes his head. “No, but I figured that turning it back on can’t be that difficult.” He says simply. “And if it really is blown and won’t just turn on from a restart, well, at least we can say we tried and actually work towards finding a manual or something to fix it.”

“That’s fair enough. My Thanksgivings are usually not that eventful. Not even close.” He chuckled, then went solemn and looked at her. “I actually didn’t sleep even after everyone got better and went home. I stayed up.”