Buck watched the drift of Daryl's gaze and put together his hesitation. He could introduce them later. Whatever Daryl's been through, the guy's used to having nothing, he has a feeling.

"Twelve or thirteen? She's just a kid." Whoever sent them here had the gall to kidnap innocent children too? Survivalists and soldiers he could understand, but kids? His big brother instincts were flaring up. "She a run-away?" Not that he's hoping for that, but it's a better option than knowing she was snatched away from her parents and dropped in the middle of nowhere with potentially dangerous things lurking in the wilderness... that left a bad taste in his mouth.