Blake had listened to her sister, and watched as she headed up towards Daryl. At least she wasn't having the bouts of anxiety like with the last group, and Rick's voice came and she turned her head to him before looking back to him. "This doesn't feel right. No where is this untouched, even being cared for. Especially in the forest, but maybe I'm just paranoid."

She shoved her binoculars back in her bag and she put her hand on the dog tags around her neck. She had done it whenever she was uncertain she had developed the habit. She didn't feel any better the closer they got, as if she had been through this before. Perhaps she was just paranoid, but she wasn't going to feel better until she knew what this was.

Daryl looked over to Bailey when she caught up to him, and she began talking and he nodded. "Yeah, I hunt." He explanation got him though. She used to hunt too, but nothing about that part of her showed, and it heavily showed in her sister. He was.beginning to understand their.dynamic.more. They were twins that truly.completed each other.

"What did y'all hunt? Squirrel, rabbit, coons?" He asked, "or normal things like deer and turkey?"