"I worry about myself plenty, and hell no. Do you know how much work just one cat is? She's chewed on like, all my cords and wires already." Not that he doesn't like her. He does. It's even evident in his voice that he finds even her obnoxious traits endearing.

Howard's been marking buildings that he's scavenged with sharpies. They get to a plain-looking house with no sharpie-marks, and he spends a few minutes with the lock and opens the door. "After you?"