I turn my gaze to meet Valerie as she words off her two cents in regards to my comment, I start to feel uncomfortable at the notion of Valerie constructing zombies of her own. Recently I have started to formulate ideas as to how to use the zombies as a means to get rid of some of the annoying survivor groups nearby, but actually having the ability to create your own strain of the zombie virus and manipulate it at your own will, I am sure that is the ambition and skill that destroyed humanity in the first place. Although we rely on one another, should she gain the ability to design and manipulate zombies, the scales would slam in her favour.

My train of thought is broken when Valerie shoves a severed finger into my face and makes an absurd demand of me. "I think I'll pass, that thing could still have active zombie pathogens inside of it." I respond calmly.