[ Liv leans in to Patterson a little, just trying to replay it all in her mind, back from the beginning. But she waits until they're in their room again and they can sit down on the couch to speak. ]

So, I sort of became a uh...human smuggler. Seattle is walled off now from the rest of the country. It's supposed to be zombies only, unless you have papers authorizing you to be there. Cops, teachers. Those kinds of people. Kids were separated from their zombie parents. So, I started sneaking them out, or in, depending. And people who have incurable diseases that are going to kill them, I...

[ She wets her lips and looks down. ]

They'd come to me and I'd scratch them so they'd turn. Forged documents with my boyfriend so it looked like they'd always existed as the dead. There's a brain shortage, not enough to go around, so it's a crime. One punishable by death.