Li had definitely always been a "flight" girl when it came to her "fight or flight" instincts, and the outbreak had only strengthened that. She was a small girl, and you simply couldn't shoot every zombie that you came across. When in a tight spot, she had to use brute force. Her first kill and the days that followed were filled with pain, cramps, and severe soreness. She had to gain a lot of muscle really fast. Any weight she had lost from the lack of food, she had gained back in muscle. Or at least that's what she assumed, there was no longer such time for a petty thing as weighing yourself.<br/><br/>So after Luis suggested a vote, Li kept her hand to herself. "My plans have changed. I'd rather get the hell outta here. We have enough to survive till the next stop.." She said hesitantly. "But if ya'll insist on scrounging up some stuff, I'll come with, or stay here, wherever you need me more." Li said with more strength. The most important thing lately was the group working as a team, so she decided to be a cooperative as possible, even if she didn't fully agree with the decision. There simply wasn't enough time to sit down and have a nice long debate on which option would be the most effective. That would result in the least effective option--being eaten alive.