<b>Blondie, Cameron, and Eliza</b><br/><br/>"Ah," Eliza's mouth hung open as she stared momentarily at the man.<i>Shit. If he had been a Walker I'd be dead.</i>She felt the flush of cold realization rush through her at the sloppy way she had been moving through the forest. "I'm ah, I'm..."<i>What the fuck was my name again?</i>"Eliza! I'm Eliza Beauman, and this is Blondie. Uh, I forgot your real name," she said, turning slowly to the smaller woman. "I don't remember."<br/><br/>She was glad that he had lowered his knife, but he was still a stranger and they were all still in danger. "We were running from a large group of the Walkers down by the water. We got split up from our group..." she wasn't sure if she should tell him that or not. He didn't look crazy but neither did Jeffrey Dahmer.  She could feel the small woman hiding behind her, as if she could overcome the strength of a man who looked as strong as this one did. "Who are you?"