The slight scuffle happening a few metres away was enough to rise Ashleigh from her rather shitty slumber. In her years of travel, she had gotten used to the hum and murmurs of planes, but this heavy duty machine seemed to have a way of making the young scientist miserable. With weary eyes, she scanned the cargo hold again to find out how everyone was doing. Nothing really has changed at all.<br/><br/>Listening in on the conversation between Hackett and those up front, Ashleigh figured out that they were relatively close to the 'DZ'. At this point, it was hard for her to figure out if her heart sank because she was anxious to be back in Europe and see with her own eyes exactly what this virus has done to it, or was it simply a matter of backtracking to the fact that to get there, she STILL had to jump out of a moving aircraft. Not wanting to mope around and let her mind make excuses for how she felt, the young woman unclipped herself from her seat beside Derrick and slowly made her way over to Anna.<br/><br/>"Alright, Anna," Ashleigh started, placing her hands on the top of her helmet head. "I'm sure I could just do this myself, but you guys are the experts in terms of not getting killed, so I'll ask you." She smiled at the co-pilot and anyone else who was looking in her direction before taking a seat beside the officer. "Naturally, if I'm going to be studying this virus, I'll need a lab. Considering this is Germany we're talking about, that shouldn't be such a peculiar thing to come across. The question, though, is whether there's one that isn't completely crawling with... um, well, zombies." The terminology still hasn't settled well with Ashleigh. They were people, after all. "One that is intact would be brilliant, too."