(!! Sure, thanks! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))

Jack led him by the hand towards the house. He barely had time to grab his own weapon. He looked over his shoulder at the van. "I hope they'll be okay, I know that Roxy girl will be, though." He commented, mostly talking to himself. When they reached the house he tensed, feeling out anxious Jack was getting as he squeezed Ginger's hand. Ginger returned a shaky smile, "It scares me a bit how you kill them so easily." He admitted, glancing down at the bloody mess. "Anyways, let's go the kitchen."