Autumn looked in the window as Marshall came up the stairs. He was asking everyone to come downstairs for a meeting. "Got it boss. Glad to see you guys made it back safe." He pulled himself through the window and tumbled out onto the floor. Reaching back through he pulled through his spear and walked towards the stairs. As he descended Katelyn was getting out of the bath. Apparently this meeting was more important than some of the last hot water.

Autumn stood against one of the walls letting Marshall have the center stage for his speech. He watched as Katelyn entered the room and upon seeing her sister ran up to hug her. Smiling at the two of them he turned his attention back to Marshall. He talked about their trip, how they were attacked on the way out. It was almost immediately evident to him that Marshall was carefully choosing his words in order to avoid revealing their attackers true attention. He looked over at Sophia and couldn't help also looking at Katelyn. Autumn was glad that Marshall had decided to leave that part out, worrying about something that almost happened wouldn't help.

When Marshall told them about how he had killed the man, Autumn couldn't help connect the pieces to how he had killed his friend at the beginning of the infection. His friend hadn't been trying to kill him, though he might have if given the chance once infected, but both of them had killed one of the living. Someone who was not infected had died at both of their hands. He understood how Marshall must have been feeling at the time. He's was trying to explain to us and at the same time reason with himself.

After Marshall was done talking he went to go find a quiet place. It didn't seem like he was going to get much sleep tonight. Autumn could relate as he hadn't slept after killing friend. The strange girl that had come in with Sophia and Marshall stepped up volunteering to be leader, immediately putting Autumn on edge. He didn't know this girl and wasn't about to trust her to just step up and boss them around at least before he got to know her. One thing that he knew, he wasn't going to take orders from her until he thought she was the right kind of leader

Moving across the room Autumn stood in front of one of the mattresses. It didn't really look like anyone had claimed it so he began to get ready to sleep. Unzipping his jacket he tossed it on the ground next to him. He then proceeded to strip his shirt and throw it in the same pile. After that he sat down and began untieing his shoes. Once finished Autumn lay on his back staring up at the ceiling afraid of the nightmares he knew would come with sleep. It was bad enough that they didn't have light, it was becoming thoroughly dark in the garage and his heartbeat was picking up. Reaching out an arm he took hold of his spear and just gripped it. It brought him a sense of safety and calm. While holding it he could protect himself and those that he cared about.