[Zack furrows his eyesbrows and puts a hand on her shoulder to gently assure her to step back. Who's the one who's over six feet tall, bulky in the shoulders and from the military base? Small friend doesn't need to shield him.]

Somehow- I'm not all that surprised that it's not!

[The stories he's heard already... The weird apples... Recollé is a strange city indeed.

The zombie starts lumbering towards them, as slow as they are in the movies, at least.]

How do you kill a zombie? Smash them in the head, right? I'll hold her down- You good to back me up?? [He cracks a knuckle against his palm.] Let's tango, grandma.

[Yep- It's grandma. Yikes.]