She rolled her eyes at him. Fuck humanity. Oh she liked the comforts of a hot shower, but after so much time on the go, without those luxuries? She no longer cared too much for the rest of it. She'd already figured out food that wasn't a hunk of deer or whatever cooked over an open flame, or fresh fruits, etc, didn't agree with her belly anymore.
Fast food could go die in a fire.
"When I got bored and started wondering where the potatoes I'd gotten wandered off to?" She laughed, shrugging a shoulder upwards. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She was glad he was rather unchanged, though she wondered if she could get him to wash his hair more. The greasy look wasn't doing him any justice.
Then she looked at the sky, to the sun, and back to him. "That sounds like a solid plan. No desire to get caught this weekend, just need to be away from everyone else." Daryl understood. She knew he did.