"...the war with the Covenant." How could he not know about the war? York's brow furrows as he tries to come up with options but the only thing he can think of is that Daryl's from some backwoods family that doesn't acknowledge the rest of the world, and that doesn't fit with his being in Atlanta. And then his blood runs cold, like when you know you're about to hear bad news.

"What do you mean there's nothing in Atlanta?"