It's somewhat confidence inspiring, and Donnie can't help but grin back. He makes sure his bag's closed and strap cinched as snug as possible, and once Leo's moving in to attack, he follows suit.

His staff his a blur as he spins it and swings a broad arc to send another zombie flying as it had started moving in, instantly attracted by the sudden movement. Staves aren't much good for cutting anyone down but at least decaying bodies are more brittle than healthy, living ones. Another zombie's face caves in as his staff smashes into it, fingers still spasming even as the body falls over.