Billie just shrugs. She knows that but come on, where's all the raising of skeleton armies she's read in books? Admittedly those were fictional little penny dreadfuls, but you can't blame her for hoping.

"I will," she'll at least agree to that rather than griping about fresh corpses. That settled, she's also turning to start walking up the road again, back towards the city proper. "We're bound to find something between the two of us."