"I didn't really mean cash. Favors have still got to count for something. 'You massage my back, I scratch yours' or some shit like that. Never know when you'll need someone to help you out... maybe do something they wouldn't normally agree to do."

He frowned a little, picking at a stray string poking out of the sheet.

Without warning, he starts to move under Billy, squirming a bit at first to get him to move a little and give him enough space to roll over. On his back, he threads his hands behind his head and looked up at Billy, apparently oblivious to their current positioning.

"So, what's the deal... we're... dead, right," That's what he'd thought, but saying it out loud sort of finalized it. The last nail in the coffin, "Is there a way to find out if other people are dead? Or only if they're here too."