Clarissa twisted in annoyance, staring at Emma, who came over and interrupted the conversation. "Who are you?"
"Are you Emma?" asked Christ quietly.
Emma passed Clarissa without greeting, then grabbed a finger was already green with decay. And showed it to Clarissa, who was almost nauseous.
"Couldn't you think about where this finger came from, miss?"
Christ grabbed Emma's arm to end the riddle. He also took the rotting finger, who Emma was holding without disgust or fear.
"Do you know her, Christ?"
Clarissa asked with an incredulous look. Not just because of how impolite Emma was, or how Christ said hello first instead of warning her, but also because she was astonished at Emma's unwillingness to touch disgusting things.
"Nicole said she lives with one more survivor, right? Her na
