[When he steps away to grab another can for himself, she moves to set aside her own for the moment. Gotta be ready to return the favor, which she does without missing a beat. Pops the tab, pulls it back, steps over to set it aside. The casual question gets her hesitating a moment as she reaches for her own can again. She doesn’t grab it right away, instead just runs her thumb along the rim for a thoughtful beat.]

If you were wondering at all if the zombies can swim, well—they can. [Which probably paints most of the picture there already, but she sighs and glances back his way before elaborating.] Bottom floor of the mall was flooded and we had to cross it. One of them managed to grab Sigewinne, nearly drowned her. I didn’t even think about it—just dove right in to pull her away.

[Wouldn’t be much of a stretch to guess what happened next. She shrugs, finally picking her own can back up.

A beat, then:]

You?