Luke flinched slightly as he felt someone nudging him but he woke calmly and smiled tiredly at the other boy, sitting up and running his hand through the hair, his fingers momentarily getting caught in the curls. “Morin’ man. I slept like a log, oddly enough, must be exhaustion catching up to me, still feel a bit tired actually.” He looked over to the others and nodded slightly, figuring he could wake up the others easily enough, though he took note that Sophia was already awake. Nodding as Marshall left he looked to Ash and gently shook her, the girl groaning sleepily as her eyes fluttered open. “Time to get up, get your stuff, we gotta get going soon okay?” He said as he stood up, looking around at the other sleeping figures. He thought he’d steer clear of Maria for now; she kinda scared him a little. Sophia could handle Katelyn. Autumn. Approaching cautiously Luke eyed the spear cautiously as he knelt down, readying one hand to grab the weapon if Autumn didn’t wake very well. “Hey, wake up.” He said gently, his eyes not leaving the spear. Reaching out Luke carefully placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder at a place where he may be able to stop an attack if one occurred. “Autumn, wake up.” He called again. “Look… about yesterday… I’m sorry okay? I was… probably out of line and there’s no real excuse for it.” He left it at that and got up, walking over towards Katelyn before he heard Marshall yelling and he looked around worriedly, Ash looked to him fearfully as Marshall said there were a lot of walkers coming in they house and they needed to get to the car. “The side door!” He shouted, running to Ash and helping her up grabbing his own bag and machete as he led her out the door to the side of the house. Most of the walkers were focusing on the main house, the side was fairly empty. From there it was a fairly short trip to the front and into the car, where Marshall was already waiting. He lifted Ash up into the car and then looked around. “Now you stay here alright? I’ll be right here.” He looked around once more, trying to find Katelyn and Sophia amongst the chaos. “Fuck man… I just… fuck!” He didn’t have a gun, just the machete, even if he had he doubted he would have been much use with one. He had never really learned to shoot.