Roxanne was left gobsmacked by the tower. Moreso by the crazy girl running around telling the ADULT their...names? She got Richard at least. Why was she "Cutie"? Marcus made sense but her? No way. And she was suggesting they be this adult's maids. Haha. No. "I'm not going to be anyone's maid. Sorry, not interested. We'll find shelter somewhere else." "Rox, there might not be more shelter for miles. This is the only building we've seen since it happened. If it means that we get food and shelter, it's okay to do a little chores. Suck it up." He returned his attention to the girl waltzing around telling names. Or more like, nicknames. "I'm Richard, not Dick. This is my sister, Roxanne, and that's Marcus." "Why the hell are you calling me cutie, Riley?" Roxanne demanded. "Also, why the hell are you volunteering us to do work? We don't know who the hell you are, let alone what the hell you want. You could be a serial killer or something like that. I don't know. Why the hell would you want to cut things up anyway?" "I don't think that is the important issue. I think the more important one is why there's an parasol toting adult here." Richard said, directing her gaze to the woman. "Since, you know, all the adults are gone." Richard was the one whose gaze was completely transfixed on the woman. An adult. How did she even survive? And what could she possibly want from them? She had the ideal place for killing all of them. Lure them in, offer them food and shelter, and suddenly try to eat them, like Hansel and Gretel. But he wouldn't let her die. Nor would he allow himself to die and leave her alone. He didn't trust any of these people with his beloved sister. Roxanne, while very smart, lacked the control that he had. But she had the ballsiness and emotion he didn't. They balanced each other out. They would die without the other. When it had all started, he had vowed he would keep them both alive as long as possible. If it got bad, he would get them out of this tower. No matter the cost.