"A timebomb," she answered quietly, likewise looking over the room and not feeling any particular affection for the people in it. Where Li Hua was still as a statue, Typhoid shifted from foot to foot. She was always fidgeting, the inside never in harmony with the outside, a constant battle for control and whispered conversations in her head. It could drive a woman crazy. She glanced Li Hua's way, her penetrating gaze fixed on her now, and she continued.
"Just a matter of time before it all blows up to hell. I think we should get out before-" Before little mewling Mary took over again and there wouldn't be a chance of escape."It all comes down on our heads." We, our, she could've meant herself and Li Hua, she could've meant the voices in her body. Maybe all of that, actually, because she knew for a fact that she and this woman could keep each other alive (Li Hua reminded her a lot of the Bloody One but with a little more self control). Typhoid was ready to strengthen the thin alliance between them if it meant self preservation. But it was a limited time offer because she was getting out of here much sooner than later, before the Avengers had a chance to turn on them and the guards, too. Before the cure was distributed. She'd risk more zombies to get out of this place while she still could.