"Ain't that a shame," Ellis sighed out as he picked up Jeremy and held him tight, "Y'seem like the sorta guy who'd really enjoy a beer over a friend's barbecue an' shoot the shit. Probably arms draped over a lady, or a guy, if yer so inclined. I came from a place tha' was ravaged by a zombie-like virus, made people go insane...My boyfriend Nick calls 'em walkers, I call 'em Infected."

He was certain that things would turn out better for the Tribute if they're as far from civilization, hell even find a group or two.

"Yer not dead now, so let's make sure y'get some mileage outta this Arena, all right? Heh...I'm doin' way better than my last two. First one, I was burned alive. Second one was a mini-arena, got gutted...not fun but I learned a lot."

El was basically doing the talking for them both.