Money. It had ceased to have any real meaning for Alice after the T-Virus wiped out the bulk of the world. She had a hard time imagining living somewhere that it once again mattered. Although honestly, she knew if that was the hardest adjustment she had to make to being in this place, that was getting off pretty light.
"I've been..." Alice exhaled softly and turned her attention from the room he'd pointed to, back to Eliot. "In Hell on Earth." There was a ring of honesty to her tone, a flatness that showed either she wasn't joking or she was a damn good liar.
After a second, she slid her PDA from out of one of the many, deep pockets of her jacket. "Some guy on here said that I was fictional," she stated with a slight shrug of her shoulders. She glanced down at the PDA and frowned a bit. She'd looked at a few things online on her way over and was... disturbed, mostly, at what she'd found. Sticking the device back into her pocket, she peered back up at her new roommate.
"Where I've been sure as hell didn't seem very fictional to me." After a second, a ghost of a smile crossed her face. "Then again, everyone's a sucker for a zombie flick, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised."