Would they find anyone else?
That was a question Allen had already asked himself, and he was fairly confident in his own theory. He spotted a pile of dry, rot-free branches nearby and walked over to pick them up. He returned carrying them under his arm, and was just about to answer her question when the next one came up.
"Um..." It caught him off guard. Was she being flirtatious or just trying to make him uncomfortable? Since he had a low opinion of his looks, he assumed it was the latter.
"A bit young to be considering that, aren't we?" He asked, letting out a slightly nervous chuckle. "Pregnancy is one of the greatest issues among teens, after all." Or at least it used to be. "Besides, we don't even know if we're the only ones yet. It would be pretty awkward for a rescue team to show up only for our parents to find out we've all started families."
Seeing this as an opportunity to quickly moved on, he continued. "I do think we'll find other people. Seven billion people in the world and we're the only ones left? I doubt it. So I'm sure there are others out there - we just need to broaden our search."
"As for how they disappeared, I'm not too sure about that." He stopped again, this time at a birch tree, and began peeling some of the bark off. "Maybe some hidden disaster made everyone in the area leave without telling us, and in that case we should probably leave too. Or maybe aliens are involved somehow?" That last sentence was said in more of a joking tone.
Satisfied with the amount of bark he had collected, he continued walking. "The only way to find out is to explore. We aren't going to learn anything sitting here, picking up sticks and eating berries."
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
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