[ Kieren nods, even if his brow does pinch with concern. Not too hot, got it. It won't take long, then. He only portions out enough water for one person. He won't need any for himself. He'll keep an eye on it. If it starts getting too hot, he can always add some more cold water to it.

He keeps close to the fire, gesturing for the man to sit. Kieren doesn't mind where, if he wants to be close to the fire too, or take a seat at the kitchen table instead.

It's weird, considering Kieren's actually.... seen the thing. Outside. In the cold. He opens his mouth to speak, but he's cut off by the question directed at him. Oh., well— ]

I'm okay. [ Bit of a cop-out answer, and there's a shrug. ] I'm just— y'know. Chugging along, I guess.

[ That's just him. Chugging along. Helps out carrying stuff around for people in town: firewood, supplies. Spends his days inside. It's quiet, almost peaceful. He misses Eddie a lot. ]

I prefer keeping my head down, for— well, the whole zombie thing. It's not Halloween every day. [ There's a little wry smile. Yes, he knows Chloe's party was a bold choice. He inhales, his smile twisting a little as he nods towards Konstantin. ]

What about you, though? How is it— worse?