Caesar fumbled over his words for a long moment before finally just closing his mouth. He took Tyler's hand, shaking it lightly, and releasing it again. "F-from," He started, adverting his eyes. "Er. From...I'm... Uh, the south. Texas. I..I think. Er, yeah. Texas." He said, nodding lightly. "Uh, l-long ways south. I-I'm not exactly positive how I ended up here..." He looked back up at the two, his tangled brown hair falling over his eyes. He didn't seem to notice. He shuffled his gun from hand to hand again.
When the gunshot rang in the air, Caesar jumped rather badly before finally regaining his composure. "W-What-" He started to ask, but stopped himself. Just another person dead. Or, another zombie gone from this world. He didn't have to ask what happened when he was so used to the practice of killing by now, no matter how against it he was. He let out a shaky breath, and shook his head.
As the new person approached, Caesar took a step backwards, a fearful look being shot toward the newcomer. "I-I don't." He said, voice barely above a whisper as he edged behind the other two males he'd been talking with.









