Enrique wiped his face with the edge of his shirt and looked at Thomas as helaughed, Enrique let out a small smirk and stood there for a moment looking into the corpses dead eyes. He expected it to jump back at him and kept his guard up, when Thomas suggested they go back inside Enrique adjusted his coat with his shoulders and followed uneasily. He sat in his previous seat and picked up the glass he had been poured and threw his head back as it touched his lips, he himself was a powerful drinker and hardly tasted the wine.

"Thomas, we should'nt be celebrating, these bastards just tried to feed us to some corpses. Anything happens like that again once we are inside I'm going to go nuts. What if one of us was bitten by those fucks we..." Enrique shut up and just stood there for a bit, he looked over at Bex solemny.

"You ok B?" Enrique said, "You look conflicted."