"H-Hey guys, let's talk about this, okay?" Jimmy held up his left hand in a a placating gesture toward the horde of zombies approaching her. Their prosthetic arm had been knocked off and was about 10ish feet away from him, not being able to use her rifle without both of their hands. Jimmy then hears a small 'psst' sound from his right. When she looks over, there's four people, one of them, a blond ram hybrid, motioning for them to come over.

"Well, this has been a blast... See ya!" Jimmy yells, saluting the horde before running towards the group of people, grabbing his prosthetic arm in the process.