"Zombie's also a thing?" Max asks that only one part sarcastic, two parts, 'Yeah, that sounds about right.'

"So, you're not dead. I'm not dead," Max sighs out. "I want to be happy about that, but I'm just," she breathes out, "really worried about everyone else back home." She does reach out to touch Chrissy's arm and make sure, curious inspection, nothing rough.