"Right? Sayin' somethin' about how it's manifest destiny, the zed comin' and leavin' Canada vulnerable to someone else. Load of bull-honky if you ask me. Get the states zed-free and then help the rest, that's how I'd do it if I had their firepower. As it is, we've gotten one of ours back from their snatchin' ways. One guy we called Chucklin' Chuck, an' that was only cuz we beat the Government at their own game. Got him his papers statin' he was a US citizen an' provin' he was afforded the rights of bein' one, as opposed to their law statin' anyone undead is no longer a person." Another spit. Screw the Government. "Chuck only made it out cuz who keeps ID anymore these days? Well, we will be from now on, obviously."

His mad lifts a little at the candid little conversation between them. "Aw shoot. If we Rotten gonna be one thing, I'd like us to be tenacious. And hopeful. Especially hopeful. Lookin' for a cure is what keeps us movin' at this point and I ain't gonna stop doin' that until I'm back in the ground."