Oh. Hughie almost felt embarrassed that he wasn't able to hold onto some drugs as well as his cellmate, and then he felt like that was a weird thing to be grateful about. What the hell were they doing, anyway? He landed in a strange frozen town with actual zombies and his first thought was to just go with the flow and let them smuggle him out to a secondary location.

"Great. That's... probably the right thing to do." It had to be better, right? He didn't have a better plan in mind. He still had his phone on him, but that was the only piece of technology he'd seen. They were way off the grid.

"Maybe we'll get lucky and find somewhere with a cellphone tower." He tried to keep his voice down, but he wasn't sure it mattered. The others milling about didn't seem to be noticing them yet. It always surprised him how easy it was to get lost in a crowd if you acted like things were normal.