He wasn't sure he liked being called fat. But as for being looked after...that was just a way of life.

"I didn't used to be this fat." He muttered embarrassed but letting her continue to stroke his hand. "That happened after I became a freak. I'd just drink and lay around for hours. Then I'd go work in the field. Maybe break up a fight or lift something heavy, then try to drink myself to death some more."

"But before the FAYZ? Yeah...life was alright. Nothing like this or the FAYZ. No nightmares."