Ginger shrugged, "He's honestly pretty good at disposing these damn zombies, and he has gotten me out of trouble a couple times." He said, turning around to peer out the window. It was still quiet at there, he couldn't see any movement. Looking out at the darkness, GInger began to grow tired. He sighed as he turned back to Donna. "It wasn't like anyone expected for a horde to follow us all the way up there."