Josie Quinn chatted with them naturally. "Hello! We just gave Mr. Hayes a hand, but he was so kind. He heard we didn't have a place to stay and invited us here. Sorry to impose on you all tonight."
"Don't mention it! You helped Mr. Hayes, so you're friends to all of us." The man with the buzz cut at the front, despite his fierce appearance, put on a friendly act.
Josie Quinn remained impassive, her gaze sweeping over their faces one by one.
"That's right. It's not easy to survive in the apocalypse. We should all help each other. From now on, we're all friends."
Josie had just finished speaking when someone came up carrying food.
"You must be hungry. We have food here. Hurry and eat your fill so you can rest without waking up from hunger." The person carrying the food was an older woman with a very kind face.
As she spoke, she placed the food on the table next to Josie Quinn and her two companions, and gestured warmly, urging them to dig in and not stand on ceremony.
