She'd followed the prompting to state her name and the earpiece had turned on in the middle of Daryl's message. It had been a relief to hear that familiar, gruff voice, but his actual words had swept that relief away like the falling rain. None of it was good, and she couldn't help but be a little angry at the universe that they never seemed to catch a break. They'd finally found a haven in Alexandria, and now they had to end up like this? She might not know anything about what was going on, but she knew walkers, and that meant they had to get a move on.

"How far is it to the wall?" she asked him quietly, her tone completely serious and a little worried over their present situation. He was going to arm himself with a rock? That didn't bode well, but she knew better than to argue with him over it. So she slipped on the backpack and took the knife from him, adjusting her grip on it while watching him retrieve his new weapon with a frown.