From the shadows of his hood, Anon's eyes widened a bit. Quint was...mimicking him? Oh Wow! A wide grin lifted his corpse-like lips, suddenly very, very happy with the Shark's attempt to match his gestures. It was a first, and it was great! The hooded head tilted a little bit when he seemed hesitant about leaving, but in the end it had to happen, and Anon waved back.

He waited patiently until Quint was more than on his way, and once he couldn't see the Sharkboy any longer he shuffled back into the graveyard, going to try and fix the yard back into looking nice, as it did before the zombies rose.

That was...ridiculously fun, actually.