"Shit." About the wall, because that meant nothing good, but they'd be there to hold it with the rest as soon as they got in. "Alright. We're on our way, man." Glenn replied; his hand having sought Maggie's when one was freed up, his fingers squeezing her's gently once he'd taken them. He was glad to have her there, even if his levels of worry had just spiked considerably. Glenn watched her face, having not seen when or if she'd turned the earpiece on in time to hear what had been said. It added to that 'a lot to tell you about' he'd already made a statement on. Or, well, it might have helped a little with it all, depending. For the moment, though? They needed to get their asses away from the pod, and on to the city and find the ropes.

"Here, take this. I'll grab that stone from under the walker there." He handed the knife Daryl had given him over to her, wanting her to have it. Glenn was already pushing the walker to the side with his boot; keeping himself alert to their surroundings while he waited for her to take the gift from his hand.

He'd be good with the rock.