"The Cough?" William asked MinuteMan, "Yeah, just fine. Doctors say I'm sick, I'll probably die from it sometime, but I'm pretty sure I outlived my Doctors... infact, I put one down myself post-outbreak on my way to the Amusement Park. Other than drawing attention when I want to be quiet, it is no real bother."

"I figured if anyone had a chance to clean that place out it would be Bushwacker," The Maker said after his thoughts were confirmed, "I assume he came up with a way to prevent what happened last time from happening again?" He purposely didn't say what, didn't want to alarm the newcomers about the possibility that this could be a complete death trap. The last batch of survivors he decided to host mostly got eaten alive when someone propped a door open to smoke and a blur got in. Before we knew it half of the compound was turned. Maker hardly had a chance to get out himself, he wasn't sure who else had made it out before now, but apparently Lillah and Kennedy had made it and stuck around to help with the clean up. When he got a simple yes to his question it was all that he needed to know to keep traveling forward. If the answer had been no, he would have turned around and left unless Lillah had a compelling reason to stay otherwise. 

Once the group had made it to their destination, with little of consequence to mention along the way, The Maker gave a deep sigh and said softly to the group, "I haven't had to hoof it like that since my days in Nam... " Seeing Kennedy waiting for the group below the lift, "Long time, no see. How do we get in this place?"