“You have no idea where I’ve been,” he told her matter of factly, sliding fidgety hands into his pockets. “We don’t know what the monsters were. We’ve learned what we can do to mitigate danger in this place. We learned the hard way.”

No, he didn’t dignify her sassy little question.

“Don’t go into the fog. Avoid going out after dark. Food regenerates in the homes, in the General Store and in the Grey Gull, which is down on the beach. You can take a room in the Boarding House or in any unoccupied home.”