Breathing is a dangerous thing given that a zombie might come and eat her tiny face if she even so much as breathes the wrong way, but there's a knock at the door and Alex's panic surges to new, unforeseen levels as she tries to get them to shut up, tiny little whimpers coming out because this is the kind of situation she needs a really big tire iron or a gun or Jane for because she is genuinely scared, okay?

"I'm gonna die," she says, staring upwards and thinking about all the amazing ribs she'll never get to eat when she becomes a zombie.