Frowning, Judith dropped her back dramatically against her seat. "The pack's probably down there," she groaned. Her lips pressed together in thought and she looked over at the road, drumming her fingers on the steering wheel again.
Carl would go. Rick would go. If she was alone, Judith wouldn't even think twice about going.
She fidgeted in her seat as Derek offered an alternative and she shook her head a little without even realizing that she was doing so. "We're missin' a big opportunity if we do that," she pointed out, not necessarily refusing the offer, but also not agreeing to it, either.