"Well, I do get annoyed when you know more than me about something. So I guess it's good we're on the same page." The joke is week, but it helps a little. Bantering with Shaun is as natural as breathing. More, even. She might have stopped breathing for a while there, but she kept bantering with Shaun, at least in his head.

They're together. That's something, at least. She braces herself, digging her fingers harder into Shaun's arm as she swallows back the immediate panic and looks up at the walls again. Now that she's not actively panicking, she can see differences in this room. The two beds, for one thing.

"It's not the CDC," she says, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "It better fucking not be, anyway."