He saw kids take down zombies a few times - it didn't happen often, usually, because no matter how badass a kid was, there were five more Dead to replace the one they killed - but this girl. The look in her eyes scared R. It was a new feeling, different from his very first adrenaline rush. Things went cold down to the tips of his fingers. Even the blood still seeping through his fingers felt like it'd chilled.

"You wouldn't do that," R said, his voice sounding like it belonged to someone else. "Just give it back. Please."

He stopped backing up, out of stabbing range, but still not as far as she'd probably like.