Damien looked at Naomie out of the corner of his eye. Either she was crazy loyal or bat shit insane. "Your crazy. I know I accepted your blade, but!.... Aw...fuck it... Gaurd my blind spots as I find a good spot to leave this thing. Then we will sneak away. That was my plan right now... So, its now the two of us. After that, Walter is getting a swift hit in the nuts for thinking he knows me like that! Got it!?" He said to naomie, chargining straight through a field of zombies carrying some heavy luggage.