Jason had been the first to take watch during the night, which meant that once he woke someone else up to take over, his sleep was uninterrupted. Despite sleeping in the same room as random strangers he had just met the previous day, he felt relatively safe, and so this was the best sleep he had had in a week. He had gotten used to the tapping and groaning of shamblers overnight, and while on watch, he stopped being so terrified, as the sounds seemed to have died down as the shamblers became less interested. During his watch, he explored a little, finding a fire escape in the back of the room. Unfortunately, the door was locked, and it was made of metal so his axe would not be an option. The other way to escape would be out of the windows, but that would be quite dangerous, even if it was just the second floor. Perhaps downstairs would have a staff door the led to the alleyway? Jason did not go and check during the night, as the only way down would be through the tiny service elevator shaft, and he was too tired to bother with that at the time.
As Mark woke up, his shuffling woke Jason up. He slowly rose as he saw Mark walk across the room to look at two empty bottles on the floor. Jason had slept using his rucksack as a pillow, and when he sat up, he pulled his canteen out of it. He shook it. Half empty... He then drank a mouthful, and held it out towards Mark.
"Mark, was it? You look thirsty."