"Damn right it does!" Rafael responded, slamming a fist into an open-palmed hand. "We sure showed 'em. Good work," He said, hoping that the little boost of confidence that compliments gave would help Mercury with his fear a bit better. Even in the middle of battle, one could never be too kind to a friend.<br/><br/>His composure slipped for a moment when he heard another voice, and he whipped around towards the source of it. He listened to the stranger for a moment, and when Mercury cut in, he reached over and pat him on the shoulder. He tried.<br/><br/>Then, he began to respond, but was cut off when the floor started quaking and then straight up left the building. "Hey, we ai- OH GOD WHAT"<br/><br/>He landed in a pile of the undead, but managed to get to his feet and regain some composure fairly quickly. Once up, he grabbed one of the stiff enemies and swung him around, knocking a ring of zombies around him off their feet. This had a domino effect, clearing some breathing room for the two.<br/><br/>Once he wasn't being grabbed at, he tossed the zombie he was holding right at MJ, with quite a lot of force.