She couldn't sleep.
Too much had happened to them to give in to the temptation of sleep, not after everything they'd been through. And she was surprised that most of the others had. She could hear soft voices talking quietly so as not to disturb the others but she blanked it out. She was lost in her own thoughts but it was disturbed by voices getting a little louder.
"...know where she is?"
Maggie. And then she realised Carl had been talking to her and Glenn. Her mind cast back to Rick and Daryl's conversation by the car.
Beth. Daryl hadn't said a lot about it. But if was clear Carl had heard what Daryl said and was passing the information onto Maggie. She could make out the dark lump that was Daryl. He'd been sleeping in the corner, out of the way.
"What happened to my sister?"
"She's gone," Daryl said, repeating the words he'd told Rick.
"Gone? What does that mean, Daryl? Dead?" Maggie demaded.
"No, she's not dead!" Daryl replied and Michonne heard the defensive tone in his voice. And Rick heard it too. Knew that a conversation this loaded didn't need to go down right now.
He shifted over carefully in the darkness. "Maggie, now is not the time," Rick said hoping to keep the peace.
"I want to know what happened to my sister!" Maggie demanded. Then Glenn moved over, spoke quietly to her, to calm her. She couldn't hear what he said, but she saw her sag a little before the pair moved away. She thought she could hear Maggie sobbing but she watched Rick through the darkness as he moved back over to where he'd been sitting before.
"Carl?" he called. She heard Carl moving too, back to his father. And Daryl lay back down where he'd been before.