Blake was glad to see her sister fall into the group, it was comforting to her, especially since she had just risked it all for them. It could have gone south, but it didn't, and that was all the affirmation that she needed. Rick stick around her and spoke and she shrugged. "Bravery and stupidity are often entwined." She said, "Besides, it turned out okay, and that's all that matters."

With a sigh, her hand went to the dog tags on her neck. "I can't say that they've always gone that way. I remember how we found out the infection didn't just spread through dead to living contact... how it's in us all. Zeke... he." She began, but she trailed off.

"My best friend, Zeke, he was a great man. Someone had tried to set walkers on our little group early on, and when he chased after him, he got shot. I found him there, dying, and I held him... and when he was gone I didn't know what to do. Bailey let me be, and after an hour or so he turned. I drove a knife through his skull..." she trailed off again, and she looked away. "Anyway, off my own point. Fact of the matter is, I used to think that bravery was stupid, but when you find the right things to protect... sometimes the stupidity is necessary." 

She grew quiet then, her mind wandering off a bit.

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Daryl was glad that they were moving again. At this rate, they would find something and be alright for the night. Then Bailey joined him, and he looked qt her. "I get that, but you also have to consider how they'll feel too." He countered. He wasn't meaning it as argumentative, just as a point. He had been thinking entirely different since the shit hit the fan, especially after Merle...

He shook his head, obviously visibly shaking the thought from his mind before he apotted orange tags on a couple trees. "Hey, be on the look out. We may find a cabin, this was once hunting territory." He informed,.looking about a bit. He would pick up the conversation again soon, but for now they needed to find shelter