To leave, she wants to mutter, but neither of them can make that happen right now. She shakes her head, stretching out tentatively on the mat. The blanket she pulls over her smells faintly of barf, but everything in here does. After a moment, she asks, "Are you gonna keep trapping with him?"

They need the food, especially with so many people sick. Even Daryl's not so stubborn that he can ignore that, right?