"Two years?" The look on his face says what he's thinking without him having to, he ain't gonna hide anything from Michonne. That's pointless. "Bullshit. I saw you and Rick, just the other day."

More reasons not to trust it here, and maybe at home, he would've already raised his weapon, but it's loaded right now, and so far he's confident he'd be able to make the first move- even if she did strike.

"What about the geeks?" The first and only question you asked as a refugee from the balls to the wall hell that as their life back home. Walkers, when it came down to it, they were the only thing that mattered. People you could deal with on a case by case basis. Even people like Negan. Walkers weren't just the law of the land, knowing their numbers was life and death when it came to a new environment.