Jerry turned his head when he saw the girl burst through the front door. "Some adrenaline speed boost you got there..." he commented. Sighing he looked at the floor, not looking at her. "You know, I was being as nice as I could towards you. There was no need to do that.. Especially with Emma watching.. Who knows how bad that could scar a child.." he breathed quietly. Lifting his head, he looked at the girl, "Just be honest with me, please" he said calmly, looking her straight in the eyes. "Just tell me why you're here, why you're doing this... I just want answers is a-" he flinched, lowering his head. The pain in his back was growing worse now. "If you're going to help, best do it now..." he said faintly, "If you don't... I'll be the attraction of the undead. I'm sure we all don't want to die because of this, right?"<br/><br/>Maybe Jerry was off to a bad start, but they all would be in trouble if the glass wasn't taken out and the wounds not treated. I mean, come on, what was this girl waiting for? It's not like Jerry would do anything to her, right? He was practically immobile right now, no chance of that happening anyways. Just the sight of a tear starting to form in his eye was enough to know that he had feelings. He wasn't a cold hearted bastard or anything. Right?