Benefits of already living through an apocalypse. Learned the hard way to always have a candle.

[Nadine frowns as she hears a commotion, glancing in that direction. It's not unusual, but normally she's behind her own door. It offers an illusion of safety, at least.

Less so when out in the open like this.]

Hopefully it's a comfy one. I lucked out with a station wagon, I've had worse nights than sleeping in a sleeping bag in the back.

[Still. Blackouts can bring out the worst in people, and it's rough around here already. Her senses are on high alert, and she approaches the edge of the pool. It would probably be smartest to get back to her room, but...she'd feel guilty, just leaving the kid here on their own. It wouldn't be right in a way she can't make excuses for.

Nadine is well aware her morals are questionable, but there are some things she can't do.]

I don't really feel like sitting in a dark room yet. Mind if I hang out here?