It was assumed that his showing up would spark a poor reaction. ( She
never seemed to be that receptive when someone did the exact
opposite of what she asked ), so the slight tension that’s now in the air
is something that was expected. The irony in her statement, however,
is not. He shakes his head and bites at the tip of his tongue. Sarcasm
wouldn’t be the best way to react right now, no matter how tempted
he is to do so.❛ Exactly, Andrea— this is dangerous, THIS could get you k i l l e d. ❜
The logic is obviously there, so why the double standard? He doesn’t
have enough time to question it any further. Before he knows it, he’s
being tugged by the arm and pulled in an unexpected direction. Not
even able to get a word out before a voice other than his own is heard,
he puts his body flush against the bark of a tree and peers out from
behind it. Eyes land on the few moving silhouettes of rather burley
men —– Saviors. They had to be.
His body tenses and immediately he looks to Andrea to see if she
can sense it, but what he sees is someone who seems to be equally
as frightened as he is. The strongest woman he knows was scared.
( and that’s not exactly a great confidence booster )❛ I—– don’t know. ❜ And he doesn’t. There’s no way he could’ve
fabricated any type of plan to prepare themselves for something like
this. ❛ Do you— do you think we should follow them? ❜It could be a good idea, but it could also be a death wish.
Following after them was probably a terrible idea. It was too risky, but
it’s what could lead them to her group, to her family. She had to think
fast, decide whether or not it was worth following behind them. If it
went wrong, they’d be taken too, or worse, killed. Then there would
be nothing they could do about getting their group back. She looked
down at the dirt, fingernails digging into the bark on the tree they kept
hidden behind. She thought to herself, what would rick do in this
situation? What would her leader do?
❝ We can’t follow them. We can’t risk it. We’ll remember the way they
went & hope for the best… ❞
Wording her idea made it sound even more stupid than it had done in
her head. She wasn’t sure it was the approach Rick would have taken,
but she couldn’t take big risks like he did, she couldn’t pull it off. They
soon disappeared into the trees ahead, their voices no longer able to
be heard. She moved from behind the tree, burying her face in both
her hands, frustration taking over. She wanted to cry & shoot things
at the same time. It was all bottling up & there was only so much she
could take. She couldn’t do this, she wasn’t a leader. She couldn’t
figure out what she had to do next.
❝ FUCK! ❞
She’s trembling almost, unsure of what to do next. She can’t do this,
she cannot do this alone. They could all be dead right now while she’s
sitting by, debating what she’s going to do to rescue them – if she
even could.