"MAAIIAA! Get back here damnit!" Hustling as quickly as he could the weary shot-gunner had both his tools of self-sufficiency over his shoulders pointing away from his weak flesh. The dog, despite having such a well packed load on her, was moving at such a pace faster than him that he was becoming angered. She usually listened, but her nose knew what good human food smelt like.. and she wouldn't have it any other way. From earlier in the mall she had been on the leash on his hand, but between nearly choking herself with pace and his own inability to keep up made him let go. If something he didn't want to see ducked out from a dimly lit bathroom or pile of bodies he was ready to take a partially blind slug to it's general form. Huffing as he moved, keeping up in pace but the effort it took to do so was easily bothering what little asthma every person had the capacity for.
He smelt it too, the arma of cooked food, but he wasn't terribly surprised. Atleast it wasn't the smell of cooking brains by some super-intelligent zombie who thought to try a brain soufle or brain ala mode. Skidding to a halt as he noticed the dog stopped.. the husky was barking at something, or someone. Putting his foot on the wagon he snatched up her leash again as he put it around his elbow and refused to let her tug off on her own again like that. "Damnit, don't do that shit Maia or you'll cause me alot of grief. Settle down." Ofcourse she didn't understand many of the words he said but hopefully his tone would get through to her yet again.. peeking around the area to see if he could spot the shady fellow hiding from another sight for sore eyes. He was still outside the place itself, in the large court when she emerged and headed in the direction he had jsut came from. "I don't know what your looking for with that rifle. There might be some loose rounds or a clip in the Guns and More but I didn't see any. Then again I wasn't looked for any either, just some for this beaut." Nodding to his shotgun, so much ammo he had used in his recent hunts and little to spare on the homefront.
Sighing as he tried to better control the unruly and free spirited dog to maintain a proper path down the halls.. the center of the way she seemed to follow until she decidedly sniffed at foreign objects and the like. "Just don't lick any blood and I'll stop calling you dumb, Maia. I will, really." Strolling with the dog down the way in motion with what else would transpire in this mall. "I'm all set to head out of here, if you got someplace you need to go then let me know so we can see if traveling in numbers is a good idea here or not. You must be on to something right to be gunning it still."