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"We go... right, yeah, we do" Greg was about to start questioning the girl on the supposed Tortellini, but chokes on the thought before he could finish, realizing he should probably just let the girl have her thing, probably the only few things that she must be holding onto, the resemblance of...

"Probably shouldn't take that long killing the thing" Greg mentions to Logan once he made it back in, still slightly peeved but more hungry than anything else as he made sure there weren't any more lurking about, already nervous when that single one just appeared right next to the soldier and...

Greg lets out a grunt as he was called to action once again in the middle of eating, the girl in the background was easily enough ignored, but the pat and seeing the military man moving out was not good to just ignore, becoming disgruntled as he was made to pause from stuffing himself and also...

"Greg..." he would take a moment looking at his hand, and handed him a tough cookie from the pack he unraveled, before remembering what the gesture was for, and gave him a weak shake "... right, handshakes... haven't had those in a while" And it shows, with the way he holds it felt more like he...

"Maybe you should let us know first, what you are doing, before just jumping to action" the poncho man would make a suggestion as he lowers his rifle, seeing that most of them have made it in without attracting the attention of unwanted visitors "... we are not your battle buddies, let me make...

He shoots the comment a glance, eyebrows twitching at the remark and held his breath while determining if the girl was simply just rude or believed themselves infallible, either way, he was already starting to dislike her incredibly fast, and they didn't even get to speak yet Nonetheless, he'd...

"A... okay, that works too" the poncho man says through a cough after he was pulled to ground, grunting as he struggles for a moment before rolling onto his front and pushing himself up from there, even when approaching, it was in low energy shuffles accompanied by shortness of breath from even...

"It probably is, but right now, we might be making a bit too much noise for the situation we find ourselves in" Greg would make the response for the soldier that is currently working on the tank, right now, he isn't interested in properly making a difference between the two, a soldier is a...

In the meantime, the poncho man would have made his way to the tank as well, gulping at the sight of MRE's that were being handed to the blonde, and seeing that it was handed to her first, wondered if he would get a share, having drawn the attention of exactly zero zombies or scavengers so far

"Go on ahead, I can guard the rear against these things, if they're coming along" Greg nodded to Nathan just before he heads off, and looks for a solid wall he could prop himself up against, hopefully it would have a rubble and hopefully they would be willing to let him know when they're about...

"No" Greg answered when addressed, unsure yet if they were referring to him or not, at the very least, his voice might reassure them that he was at least not a zombie under the poncho, blinking as he shifted his face up slightly, suddenly thinking he needed to add something else "... not yet...

"Does your cat like chocolate or something?" Greg paused at the question he was able to hear up to now, having followed the strange concentration of what seemed to be a conversation in this part of town and wandering into view from the other end of the alley behind the man and girl, he pauses...

Locking on to the first source of sound he's heard since a long time, Greg moved slowly, agonizingly slow, where each second means half an inch where he could afford to. He was already slightly sweating with the meticulous slow movement, despite that he should have gotten used to it by now...