[ Ray would still love the opportunity to more of his own touch around the place, decorate, have dinner parties, put up photos of actual memories... all the normal things people do in a family home like this, even if that's really not the way he should be thinking.

Hard not to though, if only a little. It would be such a perfect fantasy life if it could actually belong to them.

He gestures for Huaisang to have a seat, then limps over to put the kettle on before joining him in the sitting room. ]

What, the zombies? Boy do I remember those. I mean, I think they mostly left my place alone, but I definitely had people runnin' up cuz they all wanted shelter or some shit. [ He lights a cigarette, getting stressed just from the memory. ] How was it for you?