Sara caught his grim attitude and noticed how he did not eat too much. Finishing her meal she helped him break down camp, though she spoked once it was all done "You are going to have to eat more and keep your strength up. You're not going to be good company to me if you die from hunger or are too weak to help me fend of the less civil of our kind. So you are going to be eating more." she said this in her commanding tone she use to use on new recruits. Shoulder her bag and gun she started out north, though the wind carried with it that strange sound again. "Huh? There goes that weird noise again....I wonder if it belongs to that person who quoted the bible to you? Or it could be just an old squeaky door that only moves once in a while given the strength of the wind?" she was babbling and she knew it, the noise unsettled her greatly and she was trying to cover it up by coming up with a rational and none threatening explanation for it.