Michonne raised an eyebrow as he gestured to her sword, looking at it with consideration for a moment before turning back to him. Was he freshly arrived and had no clue? Or just oblivious to the nature of the danger in this place as much as other places too?
It wasn't like she could instantly tell which of the residents here were from places that didn't have the luxury lifestyle that they used to have in her own; electricity, running water, people. She'd spoken to a few that knew the world was going to shit, but some people weren't there yet.
"And people who remove heads off walkers. Or other problematic things."