Dsryl had shaken out his hair like a dog, it hung went around his face. He looked at Jesus sitting on the couch with the radio.<br/>"I'm assuming that was Maggie." He said to him. He eyed the man on the couch out of attraction, curiosity and caution. He was never good at really getting one set emotion for people. The only people he wasn't cautious about anymore were the survivors he had been with before finding Alexandria, everyone else he was unsure about. There was no yelling who was secretly working with Negan. The man in front of him now could just be playing good guy, but in reality, a spy for Negan. He regretted the kiss, but yet he didn't.<br/>"Is Maggie going to help is with this or are we on our own? Either way, let's go start now before I change my mind."