[Qubit scoots back, and Carlisle takes a step forward, putting a foot between his companion and the undead. He's doing his best not to focus on the organs starting to leak from the undead's side, and thinking about how much worse that is than the rotting brain matter still clinging to his boot.

What is definitely the worst is where the conclusion of this experiment seems to be leading. Fear starts ebbing into the former clergyman's tone.]

Of course it's aggressive! It's an undead! They are mindless, feral creatures of endless hunger, and you're dangling yourself in front of it like a scrap of meat!