"I've had the bare necessities stored under my bed since day one."

Claire was stretching the truth. It had been more like day three or four, once the shock had passed and the level-headed problem solving had come home to roost. "Jugs of water, first aid kits, a packed bag in case taking to the hills is a necessity." And a gun, which she refrained from mentioning here and now. Especially since it remained ammoless. "But all of that could be moot in the face of whatever these things are."

A thoughtful pause. Then, addressing one of his throwaway statements: "Why? Do you really expect them to start chowing down on our heads?"