Phil slid in-between the two rocks into the cave that he had found early. Phil looked around at the people in the cave that he had decided to join forces with, although very reluctant to do so at first. "First, It'll be good idea to stick in pairs." Phil said in his anti-social demeanor in response to Conor's suggestion in going out an looking. Phil trailed off cause the talk of first aid reminded him of something, "Paige, can you take a look at my face? Anyway, Conor." Phil cleared his throat in order to organize his thoughts. "Conor, I agree we probably should look for others, but going out there alone is a suicide mission. You need to go with another person. Preferably someone with combat experience. So, we need to wait for him to wake up so we can figure out pairs." Phil sighed. "Whatever...you can kill yourself if you want, but at least explain to me what the Hell is going on. Do any of you know why I am here or better yet who the Hell am I? Well besides my name...I just want some answers."