Leah picked up her gun from the bedside table, setting the picture down before following him outside. "I wonder if there will be many-" her words were cut short when she saw the walker moving towards them. Hearing the click of his handgun her heart jumped inside her chest as he fired the shot, having gotten halfway to telling him to stop before the shot rang out, making her ears ring a little. With her adrenaline pumping she wasn't sure how long they'd been running before they eventually slowed down, the small girl panting as her small lungs tried to suck in the air oxygen she greatly needed. When she regained her breath she turned towards him, "You know... I could have just used my screwdriver..." she said between breaths before she began to walk next to him again. "Maybe after you teach me how to shoot I'll teach you how to be quiet" she replied with semi irritation born from fear and her adrenaline, the young girl clearly not used to coping with the sensation. Leah had been so used to sneaking about, she'd almost forgotten what it was like to be in a situation where they needed to run. Up ahead was the mall, the large complex coming within sight as they rounded another few blocks. She could only hope that the place wasn't too full of walkers. She remembered watching a few horror films that she shouldn't have, and in all of them malls were always a hot spot for undead... for some reason.