"Will you give it a rest with the damn truck? It was either take it or wait for the zombies to come get us we didn't even know it belonged to anybody, not to mention you're still here with it so why are still complaining about it?" Damian snapped at Katya as he started the car forward again. He sighed and rubbed his temple calming himself down. "I'm sorry. I'm little on edge what with the dead coming back to life and the girl currently bleeding to death in the back. I'm Damian and I'm sorry for stealing your dad's truck."