The family one, she too felt a little uncomfortable addressing that one, especially with so few words. "They were... annoying." And so much more could have come from that. If only her ability to rant had not been taken away from her! And there weren't enough words in her limited vocabulary to go on about what she really felt about this whole 'zombie thing.' She just sneered, and muttered, "gof'ment.. conspiracy..."
"We'pon... hm... I haff.. knife." It wasn't something she would have thought about really, ever. She could think of an ideal one for sure, like a really cool looking sword or something but here. Well. Yeah, she had what she had. "Kna'lege, get away." She answered next.
It was now time for her own question, as best as she could, "you fink we'll be resh'ued?" Saved, released, whatever.
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