[ Battered. Slipping down. But not at all broken and without the drive to continue on and to win. They didn't really have any other options but to move forward and try for the best possible outcomes. Because never again would they crash onto their knees and allow for that madman to have dominance over how they did things. Rick cannot believe it ever arrived at that point to begin with but the strain over all the losses and all the pressures were getting to them all.

They were all so tired and something needed to give.

The law of averages. The luck after all the misfortune. Things had to turn their way now they were at the bottom, scrapping around in the muck and dirt.

Feeling eyes on him, Rick twisted around in his seat to take in Carol standing there. He didn't have enough words to show his appreciation for her saving them once again. The guilt still roamed through him every time he saw her, given the past at the prison. ]

Can't thank ya enough for comin' through for us, Carol. I know things don't look good now but things will change. They got to. We all have to make sure they do. We started somethin', ain't no goin' back now.

[ He shook his head, standing up to give Michonne time to rest. ] We have to start plannin'. The saviors aren't gonna rest long before they attack again.