Ellie shakes her head. "No. It's not...it's not like bodysnatchers." She doesn't really like horror movies but she's seen a few of them. "It's, um, an infection. You kind of...go crazy. Attack other people. Stuff like that."

She's never seen a zombie movie, of course, but if they exist anywhere back home, she'd have avoided them. Infected aren't the resurrected dead, but they're certainly bad enough. She feels somewhat guilty just talking about it, knowing that she's technically infected, too. For some unknown reason, she just...didn't turn into one of them. She's immune, which some days is more curse than anything else.

"I wish I was fucking with you," she says, no hint of a smile on her face. "I thought Daisy was fucking with me when she didn't know what I was talking about. But...I guess she wasn't. I guess you probably aren't either. But how is it even possible, you know?"