Alfred followed Natalia and his brother closely, while keeping an eye on Ivan. When they got to a small room, Natalia turned to Matthew "Take off your shirt and lay down."

Matthew gave a small nod as he did as he was told. Alfred leaned on the door frame as he watched Natalia get disinfectant and needle and thread. She sat beside Matthew and took the disinfectant, pouring it over the cuts, the stinging causing Matthew to wince slightly. She continued to clean the cut.

"It is slightly infected..." She said as she looked at it closely. Alfred gave a small nod as she continued, sewing up the cuts. When she finished she approached Alfred. "I do not think it is very wise for him to move much until he heals... It could open the wound and get infected." Alfred nodded softly as Matthew listened and pushed himself to sit up.

"I'm fine, I'll be careful but I can still help."

"You should rest Matt."

"I'm not going to lay around and be useless. I want to he-"

"Matvey, rest. Now. You can help afterwards, da?" Ivan stood by the door, his sights on Matthew as he kept his smile, though it seemed more serious. Matthew looked between them before sighing and nodding. Natalia took his arm and guided him to a room by Katyusha's to lay in.

Alfred looked to Ivan, his eyes hard and filled with hatred for the other. "So you've been helping nations? Why? It doesn't seem your style."

"Please Amerika. Just because I have done things you are not too proud of in the past does not mean I cannot ch-"

"Bullshit. Now why are you helping everyone?"

"Truth is Amerika. When this is over, everyone remembers who was helpful, who was selfish, and who they owe things too. I think that is a nice advantage I would like to have. Just in case I needed it." He kept his smile. "Now, I have to go and make my rounds. Feel free to do what you want." And with that he left.

Alfred watched him leave as Arthur spoke with the Italian brothers.

"So how long have you been traveling with Russia?" He looked to them, Italy didn't seem like his cheerful self, instead he wore a small and wavering smile.

"We were with Germany.. But then a group of.. Those zombie things separated us and we were found by Russia... And we weren't going to stay alone.. So we went..." Italy said, his voice mush smaller than before.

"Yeah, and that was about a month ago when we left that potato bastard back there. We almost died too, because oh no, we couldn't just run to safety. Little brother here wanted to go looking for him so we got even more lost." Romano glared at Feliciano then Arthur.

"Well I couldn't just leave him, he's my-"

"I don't care what he is, he's a damn potato bastard and he said to run so we run. And if you don't... Then you get eaten!" He storms off.

"He seems very angry..."

"He lost Antonio.. They were supposed to meet and he didn't show up..." Arthur nodded softly, understanding why the nation was in a foul mood.

"And how are you doing.. Not having Germany around..?" He looked to the usually happy nation.

"Um..." He looked down thinking, his hand slowly raising and holding his arm for self comfort. "I.. I'm still alive so that's good for something..."

"You miss him.. I'm terribly sorry.." Italy nodded before hugging the other nation.

"I miss Doitsu so much! I regret leaving in the first place! I want him back!" Arthur was surprised by the hug, and one that wasn't used to them felt slightly awkward. But he wrapped his arms loosely around the other and rubbed his back in an attempt to comfort him.

"Everything will be right in the end. Just.. Stay alive as long as you can.. For Germany..." He felt the other nod before letting go.

"You're not so stiff once people get to know you... Thank you England." He gave a small smile before going to his brother who leaned on a wall and glared at the British man.

America walked over to Arthur "What was that about?"

"Just a couple of lost boys trying to make their way through the end of the world.." Alfred shook his head slightly at the drama.

"Are they doing okay though? They're not ones I'd have figured to last this long.." Alfred watched them leave the room.

"Yeah.. I'm sure they'll be okay.. They have good friends right?"