Merle shrugged. "He wanted Michonne. You basically fell into a trap." He used the tip of his blade to pick dirt out from underneath his finger nails.

[color=39b54a]Rick stood a few feet away from Jan and assumed the others would also space out a little it to make escape less likely for the three members of Woodbury. He said nothing, just held his gun ready for use if necessary. He glanced at Jan, not out of chastisement, but to make sure she was okay.[/color]

[color=fff200]Andrea's heart melted when she saw Michonne. "M-Michonne!" She holstered her gun and took a few steps towards her "I'm glad to see you! I should have listened and I'm sorry..."[/color]

Merle groaned. "Jesus [i]Christ.[/i] All this mushy emotional shit's gonna make me sick."