Daryl looked to her as she spoke to him. Opening up to almost a complete stranger. About how people had been horrible to her and her sister saved her. Even if it was just a small horde, that could have been more than enough to kill a single person, especially when trying to protect another. It wasn't hard to see that the older sister would die for her, and he could see it in Bailey that she wanted to repay her sister for it.

Her question made him think though. "A couple of weeks after it all happened." He said. "Our group was bigger, but we've lost a lot of them." He said, his mind wandering to the ones they had lost. "They're all good people, back there, even if we come off a bit harsh." He said.

"So, the thing with the picture..." he recalled, trailing off trying to think of how to qsk his question.

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Blake looked to Rick as he spoke, and she nodded. That was fair enough. But his first question wqs one she dreaded. She would have to explain herself already. "It has been for a long timw now. Don't get me wrong, there have been others along the way, but after the last group a few months back, we haven't been in touch with anyone else until you guys came around." She admitted, her eyes travelling in the direction she knew her sister was in.

"They were bad people, the last group. Took Bailey while we were sleeping and offered her up to a horde of the deadies. They tried to get me too, but I have a bit of a hunting background, and I taught myself to fight, being as before it all happened I was in with some bad crowds. I killed two of them and once they told me where Bailey was I went and saved her. There were maybe a dozen of them, but I got through them... and ever since it's been us." She said.

"What about this group here? Did you guys just meet up along the way, or what?"