"Tonberries are slow, zombies are clumsy." Reno shrugged. "I think we can all agree on traps? Some string around our perimeter with stuff that makes noise -- I almost wish we had cans a' soup."

Except then they'd have to carry that weight around. Even if canned soup was delicious, and cans clanked most excellently. Too late now.

"I think we'll be okay," he continued with a smile, even it was a little nervous. "We got some decent jobs. We're smart. Once we get past everythin' else, how bad can a hamster be?"

On that note, he was ready to eat. Sure, MREs sucked in comparison to "real food," but they were convenient and Reno was hungry. They had a fire, clean water, a tent -- things were good.