Apocalypse.

Eden watched him, getting a bit turned on by him changing, but tried his best not to. He grabbed his own gun, then turned to watch Chris after putting his own clothes back on.

Christopher buttoned his pants then pulled his shirt one. He situated his gun in the back of his pants then smiled at him. "Ready?"

Eden nodded once. "I've got a car out there, so you know," he said with a slight smirk. "Easy to find them when everyone else is dead or... undead."

Christopher raised an eyebrow at him. "Have you had any trouble with getting gas into it?" He questioned as he lead the way outside. He looked around, gun pointed, for anyone to attack them.

Eden kept his mind on any attackers and decided to save the question for later. He was busy right now and was in no mood to die, especially when he found a gorgeous boy to live with.

Christopher moved with precision as he scouted the area. "Where's your car?" He asked, not looking at him.

"Just ahead," he answered, looking around. He kept his gun in his hands, but lowered it. They were quick demons, but not quicker than the speed of a bullet.

Christopher lowered his gun slightly. There was no immediate danger. "Lead the way," he said, a playful smirk forming on his lips.

Eden smirked a bit as he led him carefully to the car, then crawled into the driver's seat, but not before checking the trunk and back seat. It was clean.

Christopher looked around the car amused. "It's quite a beauty but perhaps I haven't seen a car in some time that looked in good condition," he chuckled.

He smirked softly with a nod. "It's your average Jeep, tumbling over people. I'm normally environmentally friendly, to be honest, but there really is no environment any longer."