It's been a hard few weeks, first losing Michonne, then thinking Kili's brother might be gone, then finding out Rick, Carl and Judith were all gone, too. But that's been undone, at least a little, though she doesn't know what's going on really or how to work things out. It had taken a few days, but on a whim Beth had called Carl's cell again and it hadn't given her that automated disconnect message. It had rung and rung and then it had gone to his voicemail, but what that means is that he's still here.

If he's still here, maybe Judith is still here, too.

That doesn't take away the losses she's feeling and she doesn't know where Carl is or how to find him, but at least it's something. It's been sort of a rollercoaster, though, and when she stumbles across some guy doing God only knows what in an alley, she's tired. It's been a long day and all she wants is to head home so she and Daryl can try and figure out what to do next in looking for Carl and Judith, but suddenly he's there and he's talking to her.

"Medicine for what?" she asks. On another day maybe she'd be more polite about it, tell him not to worry about a thing, but things have been real trying lately and she's not feeling her best. "I mean, it's fine, you can do what you like, I don't own the alley or nothin'. Just... maybe don't let the police see you."