It'd been three days since they'd taken out the satellite camp. Carol was doing a little better now that she was back with Tobin and the safety of Alexandria's walls. Not a lot better. But enough that when Rick pulled Daryl aside and asked him to head out to the Hilltop with Maggie and a few others to finalize the trade, he wasn't concerned about leaving her be. Nor was he very concerned about the continued safety of the rest of them. They were good people he trusted to handle themselves.

Maggie was the resident cattle expert but Daryl was pretty good at sweet talking animals and weren't afraid of getting close to them when they were being skittish. He'd be doing most of the actual handling when it came to putting the girl into the delivery truck that would have to serve as their cattle car.

The ride over was peaceful. The gate guards friendly now. Gregory was probably still laid up in bed, so that meant they were likely going to deal with the defacto second in command once he showed his too-pretty-for-his-own-good face.

"Prick better not take his time," Daryl muttered to Maggie, only to receive an eyeroll as the large doors started to slide open.