Wilbur was sat in the corner covering his arms taking deep breaths, a pistole and a rifle were layed next to him as the boy sat and yelped in pain a bit, as he saw you were nearby, he quickly got up and smiled, he seemed a bit nonchalant about a zombie apocalypse.. a little to not caring..

“Uh.. Hey!” he said “do you need anything?” he said putting his arms behind his back