Joel didn't realize what was happening until he looked to see where Gordon had wound up. Watching the man scramble backwards, he happened to catch sight of the disconnected bits of metal monkey meat devolve into piles of bugs.

Those same damn bugs...

And him without his flamethrower.

"Hey, Connor! We got anything we can use to burn this fella?" he called, shoving Shorty down the back of his pants and pulling out his fully loaded revolver.