Seeing the zombie grab the girl, jackson was about to grab his pistol only to have her take the shots herself before freaking out about the hand clutching onto her hair and found himself having to bite his lips in order to keep from laughing as he went over to her. "Stay still," he said as he ran his fingers up under her hair, before taking out one of his needles. Striking the tip of the needle against the butt of his pistol, he reached out with it as the tip began to spark and touched the rotted hand, forcing the dead muscles inside to go into a spasm, clenching her hair tighter for a moment before releasing, the fingers twitching about as he pulled his fingers through her hair the rest of the way and knocking the hand from her hair.<br/><br/>Once it was on the ground, he stompped on it with the heel of his boot before kicking it away and put his needle away. "Come on, I thinks now would be a good time to get out of here." He said before taking her hand and drawing his weapon to pull her along. He didn't want to get caught in a hoard like they had before.