A bald walker with most of its chin-flesh gone stumbles through the woods, oblivious to Andrea and Milton stalking it from behind the trees. Wearing his duct-tape-sleeved jacket that's saved him before, Milton tries to nab the walker with the snare in his hands, but loses his nerve so that Andrea has to jump out and tackle it. Milton holds it down while Andrea uses a hatchet to relieve it of its hands below the elbow. That accomplished, she forces head chin-down on a rock so she can smash its jaw by curbstomping it. She pauses to dispatch another approaching zombie, then snares her new pet just as a matronly revenant comes out of the woods while she's got her hands full and Milton is busy being... Milton.

But before this new walker can become a threat, Tyreese steps into view and quickly kills it. He's quickly joined by Sasha, Alan and Ben, who all freeze in their tracks to look at a nerd in a jacket made of duct tape and a woman with a maimed walker in a snare. Alas, neither Milton nor Andrea says, "This isn't what it looks like."

Michonne is busy doing one-legged pushups when Merle comes up and remarks that it's smart to stay in shape, reminding her, "Don't leave out the cardio." He says he wants to clear the air between them. Does he have a 1980s music video wind machine handy? Because I think that's what it's going to take. Still, he makes an effort, saying he was just carrying out orders when he was trying to hunt her down and kill her. "Like the Gestapo," Michonne says. Merle's basically, yup, and says he hopes they can get past it. "Let bygones be bygones." Michonne doesn't seem so sure, but she lets him turn his back on her and leave the room without doing anything. Godwin's law strikes again.

Milton explains to Tyreese and his group about how it's supposed to keep the walkers away. Ben asks if they have a camp, and Andrea says, "It's just us." Off a look from Milton, like anyone would believe that the cleanest people they've seen in a year have been roughing it, she adds, "We have a town. It's walled." Milton adds that there are seventy of them (which seems a little high, given that they were at 67 at the start of the season before all the deaths), and offers to take them back. Andrea leads her new pet off on her own errand, politely declining Tyreese's offer of help. "Nope, I'm good."