Nacho would do anything to keep her safe. Protected. He'd do what he can to protect anybody here, but Clara especially tugs at something deep inside of him. She's small, but feisty. There's a spark in her that he's never seen in anyone else before. It makes being around her intoxicating.

She's also full of surprises.

Feeling her warm breath on his skin almost makes him dizzy. Nacho swallows. A sword?

He's never used a sword before. Guns and knives are a lot more his speed. First time for everything. Hopefully, he's a natural.

He trusts her, though. Stupid of him, maybe. He's not usually a trusting guy. But there's just something about her.

He says one word - "okay" - and stands up, heart pounding. He extends out an arm, and charges at the closest one of the undead.