Beth smiles a little when he says that, though it's sad and she's thinking of her own father, how smart he was, how strong and good and kind, and how none of that had helped him in the end. Even after everything he had done for everyone, even though he'd tried so hard to help people, even though he believed in the good in everyone, the Governor had still taken him without a thought. Sometimes people don't get to survive, no matter how good or strong they are, no matter how smart they are, no matter how many people love them. Sometimes the good ones, sometimes family, they just die.

She isn't going to say that, though, not when he's just arrived here and trying to deal with the fact that he can't get home and help his friend.

"Old guys are even tougher than we think," she says, nudging the granola bar toward him. "My dad lost his leg after the end of the world. No doctors, no nothin', but it had to happen and for awhile we thought he might die. Even after he got through, it... it was scary. The world I come from, it's hard, and he was missin' a leg, but he didn't let that stop him. Old guys... they surprise us."