She didn't take his hand to shake it and after a moment he shrugged, letting his hand drop. The rest of her words confused him. But there was a sense of urgency that he couldn't deny, so he followed along, talking all the while, voice noticeably higher than that Daryl fellow's gruff tone. Particularly when the accent really got going, "Walkers? I'm assuming you don't mean what old folk use to help themselves get around with the way you're running off here. Why are we running off, anyway? Why would we need to fight? I mean, I'm pretty good and if you're just afraid of someone jumping you, I'm happy to protect you."