Okay. She understands now, even though none of those names mean anything to her. But they don't need to: freedom and slavery are basic enough concepts that she gets the broad strokes of what Kahl's (version?) of Earth is like.

"Black mold," she repeats, glancing around for it so her Focus can glean whatever information it can. "You've seen it before?"

She ignores the 'undead' comment because she still refuses to believe in that whole detail of this whole thing, but if it's something dangerous in close proximity... it's something she wants to know about as much as she can.