Anna growled under her breath she hated losing a comrade. All her instincts told her to go back to fight the thing. That's all she knew how to do was fight. She was distracted for a moment and felt the kid on her back slip. She gripped the kid around the legs tighter. It kept crying in her ear. "Yes kid because your wailing in my ear is accomplishing a hell of a lot." She scowled the vein in her forehead popping out. She knew then she would probably make a shitty parent. She heard the teeth clamp together, and thought she saw blood out of the corner of her eyes. 

 "Found your confidence I see Jarred?" She asked with a sarcastic little chuckle. Being sarcastic was her go to method to deal. She didn't know of any other way. She'd never let anyone know, but the death of a comrade was killing her inside. 'God if you're out there somewhere please let us just not die today.' She heard loud vibrating footsteps. "We need to go faster or we're gonna die out here! We've got another one on the way. It probably smelled that guys blood."