Stein looked at the liquid inside thoughtfully. He'd have to be careful with it, of course, but it was something he could use. He had an idea that might help deal with his Medusa problem.

"Thanks, maybe I will. When you mention zombies, what do you mean?" he asked, slipping the vial into his pocket. "How many of their faculties do they maintain from life?" He cocked his head. "And how dangerous is this virus? Is it transmitted through the air? Touch? Blood to blood transfer?"

He didn't want to take that vial home if it was going to touch off a zombie invasion in his own backyard. Birkin's backyard was fine.