"We are." Rosita can be cagey with details, especially with strangers, but this she doesn't mind being common knowledge. It's not worth trying to hide, and it's nothing either of them can change, given how different their world is from most of the others she's heard of here.

"There was a virus in our world, a couple years ago. It killed almost everyone, and then... brought them back." It's a gross oversimplification, but there aren't really words to convey the horror of it all anyway, so she starts there. "Anyone left has had to work pretty fucking hard to survive. Other survivors, as much as the dead."