[ The sword is long, and it's a long back draw, even fast, and Jo leans back, giving the zombie's lower back a kick to send it sprawling into the ground that opposite direction at the same time. It's wrong, given all the mayhem and destruction happening out here, but she feels more alive, more in the right place out in the streets, fighting zombies than she has in months. Since arriving. Which might even show up in the flick of her bravado. ]

Right as rain. Enjoying evening stroll. You?