She can feel Daryl's eyes on her, and she stops, coming over towards him. "What's that?" Annie bent over to see where Daryl was perched.

"You're right- we need to get you back." Without Daryl, Annie had actually no way of driving that motorcycle back to Hillingdon. She was going to have to take a bobcat on public transportation, because she had no idea how to drive.

Reaching up, she pulled at the ends of her hair. They needed to track this girl, but they needed Daryl to be his human self again. She'd messed this up so so so bad.