"Hey, how's it different?" she asks in protest, her sandwich unwrapped and in her lap, but untouched as of yet. "Just because you've never seen it doesn't mean I can't kick ass with the best of 'em."

She pauses then to take a bite, then shrugs her shoulders as she considers what she's just said. Once she's chewed and swallowed, she continues, "Okay, maybe the ass kicking is a bit of a stretch, but I bet I'm at least as good a shot as you are. Maybe better."

Her aim is scary good. Before Daryl it had been pretty decent, but then he'd taught her how to use the crossbow and ever since then it's been almost second nature to her. And even though she may seem mostly sweet, she's also not the type of person to walk away from a conflict if there's someone who needs help, someone who might need defending. Beth will take a few hits for that.