Joel keeps up without any trouble, though he glances over his shoulder in paranoia a couple of times until he finds himself being led into an alleyway. Less crowded here. Good. Even if the alleyway itself is claustrophobic with how tight it is, it's better than being in a swarm of people.

The old bricks on either side of the wall and the alleyway itself smells of mildew and damp cement. Reminds him of the streets back in the zone.

"That a nickname or somethin'?"