Young Fighter

"Who wants to survive?"

Dilan's voice was loud enough for everyone to hear him, however, it lacked the empathy one would expect to hear when asked such a question.

For several seconds the survivors were unable to say anything. They had hoped that Dilan would become their savior but in the end, they didn't dare to believe that their prayers had finally been answered.

Thus, nobody dared to lift their hand, let alone open their mouths to say something.

Dilan didn't think that none of the present survivors wanted to say something. Yet, upon seeing the fear and uncertainty in their eyes, he merely nodded his head.

'Looks like I'm scarier than presumed…well, maybe, they're just conflicted?'

He could tell that everyone in the underground shelter wanted to stay alive. His question had been a rhetorical one that didn't need to be answered, in the first place.

But Dilan still wanted to hear some sort of answer, receive some kind of response.