The woman was not out of the cave and Joel was already contemplating the other functions of the collar. Today was a harsh day for the walking dead man as is. He did not want to suffer through incessant talking and bitching of this one woman.  He simply began to walk once the noise reached his side. There was no set path ahead of them, and Joel was simply walking. He was aimless to begin with, someone to follow him would not change that. Thus, the route Joel began to set was already erratic from the start, veering off course. "You threaten with your unknown master, and claim others will arrive," Joel began, his voice slowing down for a couple of words before speeding back up. "Yet I was not attempting proper combat with you." At the mention of dying dishonorably, Joel actually stopped and turned. In another time, Joel would have simply ignored it. But just as many other things, his disposition on the matter was left skewed. "There is nothing sacred or noble in the illusion of honor. Dishonor is nothing I fear or fret over any longer."<br/><br/>After this simply statement, Joel was left silent, continuing to walk away. But the woman would not stop, and Joel was finally tired of her constant speech. He was happy that the hermit considered such an option on the collar. Joel stopped and turned around to face Elena and spoke a single word, just as he did when he activated the collar. "Sosskiem," Joel said quietly. Suddenly, another gem flared to life on the collar, denoting another function in effect. Joel did not notice a difference just yet, save that it was quiet once again. Letting out a small sigh, Joel directed his attention to Elena. "My path takes me where it wishes. I have no goal or destination until I discover it," Joel said. "So if you wish to bathe, you may ask permission if we pass a body of water. But for now, you shall be silent." And with that, Joel continued on, wandering aimlessly.