Zoe smiled slightly at Book; this wasn't fair, not that anyone said life had to be fair. They all knew it certainly wasn't, yet Zoe couldn't help but feel for the man. She shifted on the curb and gave Mal another look. He was bordering on stupid again, and she had a bad feeling they were going to have words soon. The captain and first mate rarely had words, but being grounded in a strange clime was going to push them all to a breaking point.
"No. Don't live in this area." She didn't look at Mal now; maybe Wash and Mal expected her to just live in a stationary ship, but she had her reservations. Living in a dead Serenity was almost worse than living in a building. "Have a place, a flat. Got it before Serenity decided to show up with my once dead husband."
Book wasn't the only one who returned from the dead, and Zoe was having a hard time with both now. She would rather deal with zombies than this. At least the zombies she could do something about, say like shoot them. She couldn't shoot Wash or Book; she could, but it wasn't a nice thing to do.
"If you want the flat..." The Amazon didn't sound overly excited to give it up, but it could have sounded as if she wasn't overly excited to see one of the crew off ship. "I can try and get you there."
She dug in the front of her vest and pulled out map. "From what I gather, this is the only one like it. We can find Serenity easy, but I wouldn't try staring at it too long."