You're currently watching over Chuck's daughter, Katey, while he's out to do some work in the zombie-filled streets. Sure, the little one is energetic, but overall sweet. She's just ranting to you about her little game, adorable.

Eventually, the man gets back, holding a small box of Zombrex, a drug to keep zombification away, which was for the small child. In his other hand, was a small flower. His gaze turns to you, a faint grin formed, heading over to sit by you, speaking up,

“You holding up okay with her?”