Ezra didn't look phased by either the idea that she'd left someone, or by the language. He just listened, letting her get through whatever she was getting through.
"OKay," he said, nodding and then he started where she'd pointed, taking the lead. He was just as cautious as he always was, with a light step, and his eyes on everything around him as much as he possibly could. He had a feeling that they'd hit some walkers today, and really, for him, that might be nice. It meant he could take out some of his pent up anger and frustration.
and that's why you shouldn't accept Maizie's invite. Well adjusted people don't need skulls to crack in order to feel better.