Wipe down and go.

Holstering his pistol, and putting him self away, he grabbed his rifle, and helped the girl to her feet. Heading back inside the apartment, he picked up a towel and tossed it to her. While he him self wiped down the slime that had gotten on his pants, she let her, clean her self up to some degree. They wouldn't have time for more then that.

As he grabbed the pack of supplies, it occurred to him that she could maybe use some clothes. Though Grant was more concerned with how to escape the building. If the majority of the zombies had been called by that green shit, the halls would be fairly safe. If not, perhaps the fire escape would be better.