"What targets are there, then? I don't have a fucking clue what this entails. Rex knows what I do -- have done -- and I know you can work with me if you give me a chance." She relaxes a little. This sort of negotiation came easier once Cindy's expectations and disappointments became clearer.

Continuing uninhibited, Wichita gesticulates to accompany most of her speech at this point.

"I started to learn hand-to-hand, but my training is fractured, at best. Tell me where to go and I'll get better. I can use knives. They're necessary where I'm from. Bats, too. Ammunition isn't always available, but the walking dead are, so it's a necessary accoutrement to whatever your first plan is. Or second. Or third."