Punchy jumps when he hears Dave enter whistling, and immediately feels a flush run up his cheeks (only one of which has freckles - the other, up until recently, was the canvas for an unfortunate tattoo which has since been removed, and is oddly unblemished in comparison). He gets up and looks the kid up and down; skinnier than him for certain, and not exactly walking in like he's about to ambush someone.

"You think it'd make good jerky?" I mean, it's a little weird to eat something that looks so humanoid, but Punchy's already up to his elbows in gore and to be honest, he's halfway to eating his own jacket. It's possible that walker tastes a little better than waterproof fabric. As such, when he looks up at Dave he's dead serious.

"That Fresh Prince?"