The prison might be overrun. I know we could just turn and go back, but what if there's a whole hoard of those things on the way there? We'd be screwed.

[There is logic to what he was suggesting, but Bela didn't want to take the risk. Not when they had come this far, not after Daryl told her that more zombies could turn up over the next few days. Two of them against dozens didn't make for good odds.

She's still holding onto his elbow, though not as tightly as before; Bela was grateful to have someone with her despite her reputation as a lone wolf.

Dying wasn't an option, despite being a possibility.]

It'll probably be dark by the time we got there.