[A chuckle bubbles from her at the thumbs-up, and then she turns for a moment to set a pot of water to boil and find a pair of clean mugs.]

Yes. I know my worry's small. People died today, and their friends can't be sure if or when they'll be coming back. Everyone here is trying their hardest, though, so I... I can't give up just yet. Even if I'm just making coffee.

[She worries her lip a little.]

I... were you there? Did you see it happen? I can't help wondering about that boy. Zombie. What could have made him... [A helpless hand gesture, then, and she falls silent.]