[ she grins, because yes good, she likes getting her way, but then she clears her throat like she's about to go into some big story teller mode. she takes a big breath, aaand- ]

The USA is called "Zombieland", where I'm from. I'd say that pretty much covers it.

[ she gives him an eye-crinkling smile with that, like she's just so damn proud of herself, but it melts away again fast ]

Yes, that's true. But it sucks, uh. Yeah. It sucks. It's easy to be nonchalant about it here, but the whole death thing- it means I was either eaten, which is impossible to not wake up from, or the virus somehow killed me in my sleep. But I know I didn't get bit, because I'm not a complete dumbass. And there's really no other way to get sick anymore, besides that. So my choices of deaths here are either that I was somehow mauled in my sleep, or one of the guys I was temporarily traveling with and planning on ditching in the morning put a bullet in my head.

Which they wouldn't, because Columbus is gutless and Tallahassee- just wouldn't do that.

[ to Little Rock is the rest of that sentence, but she's not ready to tell people about her sister just yet. ]