Damien had eventually noticed that the body count of the truly dead in terms of not moving was rising and noticed a petite young woman. Soon though, she was at his back. The remark was provacative enough. Sides, he was the only one really fighting in his pajama's. Either brave, stupid or both. Was up to the people. He could have cared less. "Heh, I dont like the sound of that little princess..." He said smashing a zombies head into the wall. Blood pouring from it's eyes and nose. admittingly, it was rather easier fighting back to back. Regaurdless, after he killed the last few zombies infront of him. He tapped his weapon on the dorm door next to him as he faced the direction they were supposed to go. " Hey! Shitstain, Abel! Get ready and get your skrawny ass out here! I need you to be a man you candy ass!" He knew Abels room was right across from his and he heard pounding inside... and the yelling. Then again, his yelling could be heard by two women downstairs near the stairs. He looked down the hall, no zombies and the door to that big guest room looked unopened.... untouched. Maybe they could still use it.... good. Without diverting his eyes. He spoke to the woman behind him. " Hey, little princess, you alright? Not bit are you?" He asked in a rather, rough way so to speak.