Rob unsheathed his Kukri as he sat firmly on Arrow. He tried to keep his fear hidden, last thing these two needed to see was him freaking out. He'd faced the undead before, but never in a huge mass like this. Still, last thing they needed was a panic attack.

Cutting through on horse back wasn't as hard as he had thought. While he didn't have much range, any who tried getting close met with their second untimely demise. Once they had finally lost sight of the horde, Robert leaned forward and rested on his horse.

"I ain't got a clue. Maybe being in a group gave us stronger scent for them to find." Robert was just BSing, he was just as confused as Florence but had to at least try and rationalize it.