[b]Emma - The B&B - Enrique[/b]

Emma listened as Enrique presented his case. She found herself wanting to laugh at him and spit in his face. "Do I think you're the bad guy?" She repeated. "Let me clear something up for you." She stared him in the eye, defiantly, even though she was terrified on the inside. "You probably don't remember me, do you? I was at Haywood." She said, her words filled with hatred and grief. "Remember the guy that Tyler shot that day? That was my brother - 6'5, 215 pounds? Kinda hard to miss him." 

"See, Daniel was a the greatest man I knew. He had a great sense of duty and he could tell how people thought and felt." She found herself surprised at how willing she was to speak - after almost a month of not saying anything. "See... I don't have that judgement. I'm a 15-year-old girl who has killed living people before. 5, to be exact." 

"I know hat his new world of ours is a cruel one and I have to think past the norm of a 15 year old. I don't get to worry about my clothes, I don't get to worry about a boyfriend... I just worry about how I'm going to eat in the next 24 hours. I worry about my gun failing while I'm trying to shoot at a walker." She said. "My point is... people change in desperate times."

"You may have done bad things," She shook her head and spoke calmly. "but I don't think you're the bad guy."