When he turns her words back on her, she realizes just what she said. It hits her hard enough that she looks away, her brows knitting together in something like consternation.

She wonders what Michonne would think if she'd heard that. I still believe what I told you, she'd want to explain. When you care about people, hurt is kind of part of the package. But--

But she was so much younger then. The intervening months have changed her.

She looks over the mostly empty plates that remain on the long table of food, because it means she doesn't have to look at Byerly. He'll be mocking, or he'll have one of those weird, clear-eyed moments of what looks like truthfulness, and she's pretty sure she doesn't want to see either. "I mean--give people a chance. Be honest with them. But if they use you, screw them."