"Ain't that the struggle we all have?" Savannah asked, glancing at Nate for a moment before accepting the drink once more. And isn't that what was bothering her lately? Here she was stuck in a library, listening to resident complaints and concerns about their residence and the zombie apocalypse as if she could magically wave a wand and make it better. She wasn't even sure her skill set was all that necessary now that morality and rules had become more ambiguous. Values were willing to be compromised in the name of survival.
"Mrs. Hannigan thinks we ought to have random body checks but that's just a total violation of rights," Savannah said with a sigh, finally taking a sip from the bottle. That was just one thing she wasn't willing to compromise on. She'd gone to law school because she believed in the system and she believed in justice. Sure, the world had changed, but humanity didn't have to disintegrate with it.