[color=39b54a]Rick stopped walking to meet her gaze. His eyes were red from stress and dried tears. "I know I can't stop you. So, to protect you, I'm going instead of refusing to let you go. It's too risky this time. I lost a lot already and I'm not ready to lose you too." He was being honest. Sure, it was uncharacteristic for him to open up like this, but he didn't want to lie. He [i]couldn't[/i] lie. Not to her. It wouldn't be fair to either of them.[/color]

[color=ed1c24]Lara gave Daryl a sad smile. He was right, but there was nothing they could do about if from here and especially not in this condition. "Yeah. Yeah we do."[/color]

[color=f6989d]Martinez hunted Milton down and found him laboring away on some useless project in his lab. "Hey, Doc. Listen up." He perched himself on Milton's desk. "The Governor wants you to look after Blondy. Don't tell her that's what you're doing. Got it?"[/color]

[color=fff200]Andrea didn't answer. She just looked at him with little emotion. She was going to win this.[/color]

[color=f26522]Tyreese looked at Carol knowing she was just as worried as he was. "Nope. Not even one of 'em." He looked back out at the trees. "Suppose it's kinda good. It means they're at least together, wherever they are."

"That won't do them any good if they're dead." Carol said, speaking her worst fears. She imagined Daryl lying in a pool of blood with Walkers chewing on his limbs. She shuddered. "If they don't return in the next hour, I'm taking Glenn and Maggie to look for them. I want you to come with us." 

Tyreese didn't like the idea of leaving the prison, but he nodded to show he supported Carol's choice.[/color]