Georgia would rather not use her gun either, but she's not optimistic enough to believe that's going to be an option. Things never go as well as you want them to go.

Only a few Infected. Nothing she hasn't faced before. But that was with full body armor, a few more guns than they have available, and most importantly, Shaun. Still shouldn't be a problem--Shaun did always say she went overboard with safety--but she doesn't want to take any chances.

Her nose wrinkles under her sunglasses. "Yes," she says. "A few times. It's not any better when there's a living human population." She keeps her hand on her gun, but she doesn't move to shoot. They're too far away, and she doesn't have the bullets to waste on fights she doesn't meed to have. "Arguably it was worse, honestly."