Nate doesn't think she's crazy. If he did, he'd have to commit himself right along with her. Fucking zombies, he's not even surprised anymore. He'd told Sully that if he had to fight any more goddamn zombies then he was getting the hell out of the game, but that had been mostly hyperbole and also it hadn't happened again. Once was more than enough, he can't imagine a whole world riddled with them.

"I'm sorry," he starts, because he thinks that's the kind of thing he's supposed to say. Nate was never good with that kind of thing, but he does get it. "I fought a bunch of zombies once." He shrugs. "Nazi zombies. So cliche."