"Don't mean much," Rick commented, setting the glass of water between them as he looked out into the night. For once he didn't hear the gurgling sound of the walkers and he couldn't decide if it comforted him or not. What if they became to comfortable in Alexandria and let down their guards? He knew the danger of not being aware at all times from his days training as a deputy. The Academy skewed his views on a few things but it kept them alive so far and he didn't really know a way to change. "You heard what Glenn said 'bout what they consider trainin' and how quick that Spencer kid turned on us." Only a matter of time in Rick's eyes and he wouldn't be caught unaware again. He refused to allow them to go through another instance like the prison.

He nodded his head. "Yeah. Don't know what they expect us to do. Don't seem like they need constables." Which again, made him wonder what Deena wanted to gain from it since it had to be a test of some sort. A test he likely would fail and then what?

"What if they want us out, Daryl. What then huh? We just gonna roll over and take it? These people have no idea the shit out there. Look at all of this. They aren't ready and things are gettin' worse out there." If they were in control, Rick knew they could weather anything but to have such inexperience people calling the shots posed so much danger. "How long you think all of 'em are gonna play by these rules? You seen the look in Abe's eyes, Glenn's - Carol's. We can't do this charade for long and we gotta establish our importance. We gotta make changes." If it meant steamrolling then so be it, Rick would take it on his shoulders to make it happen. Nothing would harm his family. Nothing.