[Adam is kinda used to stone-faced people; he always tried to be one himself, but he just was too terrible at keeping his emotions in check. But this guy is stone. Cold.

Anyway. Adam moves on just as fast, even if they're going to have the smell of wet emo all over the shelter soon enough. He's not going to force the guy. If he wants to be wet and uncomfortable, that's his call.]

Cool. We don't know how long the storm will last, so perishables will go first, and they'll probably go fast.

[They might have to ration.]

You don't plan on going back out there, do you?