Daniel blinks, then pushes to his feet, heads for a chair across the room where some folded clothing is stacked. "I had to cut them off the night you showed up. Found a few things that'll probably fit you. Might need to roll them u-" An awkward pause, Daniel squirming slightly under the masked glare. "-er, I mean, they should work for now."
ffhahaha <3 despite everything else going on in the chapter, this still manages to make me grin like an idiot.

Also it's interesting how, even if they come pretty damn close to it, the zombies arent completely dead - and how the part of the virus that makes you go crazy and eat people doesn't even trigger because of the alteration thats needed, so even if you ARE bitten your still more or less yourself. It's an interesting spin on the whole zombie thing :)