[Sucks seems like an understatement. Cassel tries to imagine getting eaten alive by zombies. It seems like an unreal thing to think about, even here. He tries to remember if he put it on Death Bingo.]
[Wait, that's totally not the point.]
[He shifts his weight, not quite meeting her eyes.]
Maybe somebody drugged you and then you got eaten?
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[Wait, that's totally not the point.]
[He shifts his weight, not quite meeting her eyes.]
Maybe somebody drugged you and then you got eaten?
[Super comforting.]