Ravi lifts his brow, settling the rat back in the cage as he works his way towards one of the little first aid kits so he can fetch a bandage. "All bodily fluids?" he checks, because with the zombie virus, there were only certain points of contact between people that really and truly took.

"I mean, to be fair, that also does sound like a very cost-effective way to get drunk," he admits, "if you could somehow strip away the whole 'contagious' aspect. I'm sure everyone in Seattle would've happily started to vape that, unfortunately."