[Stopping him's probably the better idea, if only so he doesn't completely over-exert himself. The offer of the skateboard gets him to pause, at least, looking between her and the twitching zombie.
After a moment, he scoffs and drops the table leg, plopping down in a chair a distant enough from the zom that he'd have more than enough time to react in case it decided to crawl it's busted ass over to him.]
I seriously hate this place.
[And now he's tired. But hey, at least it was some stress relief, maybe?]
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After a moment, he scoffs and drops the table leg, plopping down in a chair a distant enough from the zom that he'd have more than enough time to react in case it decided to crawl it's busted ass over to him.]
I seriously hate this place.
[And now he's tired. But hey, at least it was some stress relief, maybe?]