A lost stranger

You open the door to find a man you had never seen before. A part of you screams for you to slam the door in his face, that strangers are not to be trusted, but you can't. The guy is clearly lost. His clothes have been torn up, he's covered in dirt, and he's clearly favoring one leg. Honestly, he reminds you of yourself when you first found this place.

"Who are you and what do you want?" you ask shortly. Just because you feel bad, doesn't mean you are willing to trust him and let him in. You know you're a fugitive and, if this man is a Breeder, you hope you can get some distance between the two of you with the state he's in.

"Please, I just need help." he said, looking at you pleadingly, "I was hiking with my buddies and got lost. Please!"

You look over him again, slowly deciding he isn't a threat. You could easily take him in a fight.

Opening the door, you motion for him to come inside. "Just for tonight." you say, "Tomorrow I'll take you to town and get you proper help. Much too late to run out there now."

"Thank you!" he says, limping into your cabin. You nod, going to grab your first-aid it. Hopefully your act of kindness wouldn't come back to bite you in the ass.