Hey, cool, it worked. He didn't want to specifically tell people they'd have to strip down and check for bites, because such a command would probably seem awkward and might be resented... but hey, they got the clue, and went and did it themselves.<br/><br/>He frowned a bit as he looked to the girl that was indicated, then towards the man, then towards the woman. He's quiet for a few moments, thinking; isn't this supposed to be the part where it's easy for him to say something, though? Yet, he can't seem to find his voice.<br/><br/>As to stall for time, he would go to look at the bite himself. He'd then take several steps back, and sigh, as this was actually going to be difficult for him. Apparently, daydreaming and thinking about the zombie apocalypse still doesn't make making a hard decision easy. " It's your choice." He said to the girl. "Someone could kill you now; painlessly. Before you turn. Or we could keep you restrained and elsewhere in the store, and wait for you to turn. Your life is still your own, so it's your decision to make." Try as he might to be calm, their is, nonetheless, a quavering aspect to his voice. This is not easy as it is in video games!