"Haven't really been coun-" Jamie was adding numbers in his head. "Twelve." He'd been shooting all the way to the stairs and then from the safety of the stairs. Jamie wasn't quite as competitive as Mia, though. Of course, he probably could just smack himself until his competitive dupe came out.
"Yeah. Hopefully this..." The lights flickered on longer and longer. The lightsaber wasn't even necessary to keep things illuminated. "I think it's ending." The last few moans and growls could be heard but no new zombies were popping up.