[ Michonne takes that in, closes her eye again and shifts uncomfortably, wincing as her hand tightens in Rick's. Jadis betrayed them; she knew it, but now she knows it. They'll take her out, too. Whatever they have to do.

And then.

Then, he tells her about Sasha and Michonne looks up at the ceiling, stares at nothing as her bottom lip quivers just a little but she doesn't cry because it hurts to. Sasha's gone now, and it's just another instance of not knowing the last time she saw someone, it'd be the last time. ]

If she saved us, gave us the start we needed? She would have wanted it that way.

[ It hurts to say that entire sentence, to get it out in one breath. ]

We'll get them. Dwight...

[ Not that she believes in him at all, but if he's really defecting, they have the numbers. With or without Eugene doing what makes him feel like he's important. ]

We'll get the numbers.