[ There's only a half-second of hesitation, but he seems to be holding his own alright and so she goes, part of her brain thinking of the war and the other thinking of Jamie. He'd stay behind too just to give her a chance, so with his chance, Claire plans to do exactly what's needed.
It is, of course, too easy at first, with the dead not quite gathered yet. Her running comes to a sudden stop when she's about ten yards away, nearly painfully close. One of the largest undead she's seen doesn't react much to the rebar. It only grunts, managing to grab her by the arm.
With a yell of sheer determination, Claire tries to reach for the small knife she carries even as she's pushed back against a wall. Is her new friend out there somewhere? Christ, she hopes so. Likely he didn't think the shoe would be on the other foot so soon, and she's praying he didn't decide to save himself. ]
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It is, of course, too easy at first, with the dead not quite gathered yet. Her running comes to a sudden stop when she's about ten yards away, nearly painfully close. One of the largest undead she's seen doesn't react much to the rebar. It only grunts, managing to grab her by the arm.
With a yell of sheer determination, Claire tries to reach for the small knife she carries even as she's pushed back against a wall. Is her new friend out there somewhere? Christ, she hopes so. Likely he didn't think the shoe would be on the other foot so soon, and she's praying he didn't decide to save himself. ]