[Cue PTSD flashbacks to the October before last. The everlasting night. The blood gushing from the pipes. Blood roaring in rivers down the streets strewn with rotting flesh. Almost drowning in an elevator flooding with yet more blood.]

Y-yeah. Yeah, that'll be fine.

You um, [clearing his throat and shaking himself out of it. Mostly.] That's a good idea.

You should always keep a month's worth of food and water just in case. Trust me.