OH SHIT! [ Is what the young teen yells when the guy suddenly beside him started heaving up what he probably ate for lunch that day. Now, he had not been use to monsters or zombies or whatever the hell this was so he's unnerved himself after it all. These were things of his nightmares, the things that lurk out in the wastes away from the safe domes. So when it was finally all over he had just fell over on his ass and sat there trying to collect himself. He kept a brave face, but only to keep the mental shuddering from physically coming to the surface.

Then came the guys telling them to cut the monsters up and well...there goes this old guy getting sick beside him. In any other circumstance Glitch may have been annoyed at a stranger losing it near him...but this wasn't any circumstance. A glare is shot for a small moment at the sick man before it goes back to the other guy. ]

Hey, fuck off. Go chop those bodies yourself. This guy here can't do it and I sure as hell won't if I'm gonna be taking him back to get cleaned up.

[ Honestly, he felt like he could be sick himself too. It was a miracle Glitch hadn't lost it when this guy did. But, was he being considerate to the sick stranger beside him? Maybe. Though part of it was just to use this guy as a way to get out of it. ]