Robin wishes that he could say he's surprised to wake up somewhere he doesn't recognize, with no sense of time or how he really got there to begin with... But at this point, his thoughts are mostly, "Oh, this again," followed by systematic observation from where he's sitting in the middle of everything.
The screaming seems pretty important. Just his guess.
He blinks hard, clears his eyes, and gets up to his feet. He's dressed way too well to be a proper denizen of the apocalypse (nice suit jacket, fancy leather gloves, shoes that have never been on a hike), so that may make him pretty weird looking when he finally comes in sight of someone else heading in the same direction he is.
Any motion around him draws attention, because any motion around him could be a fresh Z on its way to devour anything nearby. He's on high alert as he runs, finger along the trigger guard of his gun. Movement out of the corner of his eye draws his attention to another figure heading the same direction as him, and he's got the gun up to his shoulder before he even thinks. But the figure he sees isn't moving like a zombie, fresh or old. It moves like a human, and while he does lower his gun, he doesn't lower his guard.
"Did you hear the screams?" he calls out, waiting for some sign that this newcomer is still human. Or at least able to speak.
hello I heard there was an apocalypse
The screaming seems pretty important. Just his guess.
He blinks hard, clears his eyes, and gets up to his feet. He's dressed way too well to be a proper denizen of the apocalypse (nice suit jacket, fancy leather gloves, shoes that have never been on a hike), so that may make him pretty weird looking when he finally comes in sight of someone else heading in the same direction he is.
I THOUGHT I'D REPLIED TO THIS ohmy god
"Did you hear the screams?" he calls out, waiting for some sign that this newcomer is still human. Or at least able to speak.