[ OOC: Tagging this to change it to being Complete. I guess. ]
Zoey in fact was very skittish, it wasn't a trait she'd always had but something that had formed since the infection broke. She listened to the woman try to explain the way to the kitchen. The young woman got the drift of more or less where it was. “Thank you.” She spoke in a firm tone, still looking at the blond very wide eyed. And staring at her intently, watching her as if waiting for something to happen or take place.
“A little crazy I guess...” Given the way most people where showing up, out of the blue and not having any idea what was going on. It wasn't all that surprising. “I ahhmm... I'm Zoey.” She told her nodded when she told Zoey her name. As she asked if Zoey would rather be shown the way. She immediately looked horrified. “NOO” She almost shouted, although looking guilty a moment later. “No. Noo. I want the.. quite. To Think, and.. to … I just. Thank you, again, but I think I can follow your directions.” She explained a little manically, and sighed. Zoey didn't mean to be rude, or offensive. She just.. was scared of making the girl sick. The scientist's words playing over and over in her head. After waiting for the girl to leave, then Zoey quickly made her way toward the kitchen with the directions given to her.