Unable to sit still to talk, Edgar took to pacing while he searched for the right words. “So um—you get already that me and Curtis both thought the world was frozen. We, y’know, thought everything was dead except for us on the train. I don’t—I don’t know how they convinced everybody of that. I mean I was a fuckin baby, my first steps on solid ground were on my way here. But I mean, everybody on that damn train thought we were all that’s left. Maybe Wilford knew, I don’t know.”
“Yeah, I got that much.” While Edgar paced around the cabin, Bruce watched him from his place on the couch. Not doing anything to rush him or make him talk while he decided where to go from there. “– Who’s Wilford?”