Rick nodded. "It did, and I appreciate what you did for the group. We all stick together and we're like one big family, we have to be these days." Rick said looking out at the rest of the group in front of them. They had lost a lot of their own, including children, spouses, siblings, and the list could go on and on. He glanced over in cue to see her grip at the dog tags around her neck once again and he found himself wondering for the hundreth time what that was about, he knew it was in relation to her close friend Zeke, remembering her telling him he was in the military, but she still hadn't really opened up about it much; and just like she read his mind, she continued on to tell him, something which he was surprised about.

He could heard the sadness in her voice as she spoke. "I'm sorry, Blake..." He said to her, "We all know what it's like to lose someone you love or was close to. Everyone here has had their own share in grief and loss." Rick said to her. When Daryl informed them that there might be a cabin around close by, he started to scan the area. Daryl was very useful in the group, having been a tracker before all this happened, it really came in handy.

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"Whose they?" She asked with a curious raise of her brows. She didn't really know anyone in the group, and the only person she had spoken to and actually got to know a little bit about was Daryl himself. Why should any of them care for the well being of a complete stranger? Maybe it was just the type of people they were. She watched as he examined some orange tags on different trees and concluded from that there was a cabin nearby. How did he know that for sure? Sighing, she figured the conversation wouldn't go anywhere anytime soon, so she began scanning the area for a cabin, wondering if he was right or not.

After a couple more minutes passed, Bailey smiled, seeing a dark brown house up in the distance, maybe a mile or two from where they were now. "I found one." She said, bringing their attention to the cabin in the near distance.