They had finally returned to a semblance of a normal social person. But the lack of clothing and food, along with the acid rain that corrodes everything, is truly terrifying.
They began to ask if there was enough food to eat? Was there enough water to drink? If there hadn't been a row of mercenaries holding guns standing behind them, they might have rushed forward to "check."
After finding out that there was enough food for a month and that the rescue team was coming soon, the heavy weight in their hearts was finally lifted.
The solid lab building, and enough food for a month. These two things were enough to make the few players who had mixed in with the crowd feel at ease. They exchanged a glance with each other, and suppressed the small thoughts that they had.
With so many people, there weren't enough rooms for them to rest in. The extra people would have to sleep on the floor.