"I'm not sure that sounds very promising..." He tugged the hammer back out of the face of one of the zombies with a look of disgust, and Pushed the dead zombie over as he did.
This was not his thing at all. He was not having a good time.
And the gun fire didn't help! Jumping and hesitating on whether or not to hit the deck, Graham gave a look over toward Teagan, "what is that?? Him?? This Pinky fellow you mentioned?" He wrinkled his nose, not to focused on the lurker creeping up behind him.