Jon had decided that in order to survive, they would need to help one another to some extent. It wouldn't be anything above and beyond common courtesy, not until he learned the measure of each man and how he interacted with others, but he would show kindness and hope for it in return. It was easier to collaborate as a group for things like food and shelter than it was to strike off on their own; if it came to the latter, Jon thought he'd be all right, but he worried about others.

"Hopefully with a little exploration we'll be able to at least have more answers than we do right now." Which were, to say, precisely none. Jon had often been accused of knowing nothing but he'd never truly felt like it until now.

"Let's make toward those buildings there? Shelter, at least, is something we know can be found." They looked to be in reasonable enough shape.