Ice inhaled slowly, trying to remain sympathetic to the man. She had to assume that the two where at least close enough to be friends.
"Yes, he is dead. He wont be getting back up."
She brushes off the guy, trying to help him return to the world of the sentient.
"The ranger station sounds like a place we could stop for supplies, and as much as I don't enjoy going into the suburbs...I don't much see us surviving in the woods."
A rather defeated laugh escapes her. As strong as she was....She didn't have the first clue about camping, and hey maybe the world hasn't gone to hell, perhaps its an isolated incident! Yeah that's it! They will go into town and figure out its like a weird biological weapon or some sh*t!
She visibly smiles at her thoughts, only for it to revert back into her sympathetic smirk. The hunter is starting to shake like a lead in a tornado, can't even gather his rifle...Wait rifle?!
As the hunter stands in disbelieving the situation, she takes up his gun, and rolls her eyes when she finds it empty....not that shes a good shot anyway. "Couldn't catch a break..." The man questions reality for a moment...Ice finally gives up on acting feminine. "Revelations? A bad dream? Oh I know, its a F*cking crazy campaign against skin care products!" Honestly! She is as much in the dark as this idiot, who decided to have his mental break down right now! An audible growl escapes just before she get her head on straight.
"Look, I don't know. All I do know, is these are, as stupid as this sounds. Walking corpses, zombies, the undead, right wing Christians! They bite you, you die. You die. You get up. I kill you again. So, heres what you can do. Become chow, or stick with me and try and survive for another week or so."
Though her words are harsh her tone is a humorous one, almost as if she finds the situation to be one that happens all the time.