"Alright. I'll hold onto it for now." He took the gun back, and flicked the safety so that it was on. Didn't want to accidentally shoot himself. He'd then slip the gun between his belt and his pants; even with his shirt covering it partly, it's actually pretty easy to tell he's got it, but the point wasn't to hide it, just to keep his hands free.<br/><br/>"Good thinking on the keys." He flashed her a rare smile, then turned his attention towards the zombie. "Seems like they might hunt by scent, or sound, then." He looked towards the PA system. "Hang on. I've got an idea. If they hunt by sound, then maybe we can confuse them with music."<br/><br/>He would take his iPod out of his pocket; no, he wasn't supposed to have one on his person, but it was a silly rule, and one he disregarded. Now he was glad for that. He'd take a minute to set it up so that the PA would start playing what was on his iPod, which was mostly... European classical. He liked it.<br/><br/>"Alright, ready to go? Watch out for blood puddles. Slipping and sliding around won't end well." He'd start off towards the dojo, hoping that it won't end up being a mistake, what with people likely congregating there now.<br/><br/>Like before, he would try to keep as much distance as he could between himself and the infected; he was also mindful of the slippery spots he had just mentioned.