Leon watched the scrawny kid hobble and limp about to each destination. He had been fascinated with him, how on earth had he survived this long? He couldn't run, he looked too weak to push a zombie let alone kill one with brute force if need be, Hell he looked like if you poked him he would fall over and cry. He followed through safely from a distance, seeing if he could catch this kid letting his secret out.
Arvo was doing his best to search the place. Though it was... kind of tiring honestly, having to get down and look under things or pull things around. He was running out of energy pretty fast, he'd need to find himself a place to hole up for the night. There was a strange sensation of being watched though, as he shoved the crushed bag of top ramen he found into his bag and hoisted it back on. He'd only been gone from his group for a week, god he hoped they hadn't found him... As he pulled himself out of the tent, struggling to his feet again. Listening for anything, he gave a tentative, " Hello? " Just in case, drawing his gun. Might be a walker honestly... He could handle one. Maybe two. But if it were too many he would have to hobble as fast as he could away.
