Made to Suffer
Felicia wasn't typically a suspicious person. She had her moments, of course- human survival was a powerful thing- but for the most part, she carried herself with an almost childish belief in other people. Now, however, staring at a haggard cluster of new faces that Carl had taken to the prison, all Felicia could think of was the threat these people- these strangers- posed to the already traumatized group. They were survivors, sure, but they were an unknown, and posed a risk to the group's security and supplies that made her unsure what she wanted to do with them.
Shane was clearly of the opinion that they should kick the newcomers out at the very least, and even the less hardened members of the group didn't want them roaming around the prison freely. Ingrid was sitting in a corner, ripping pages out of a book and letting them fall to the floor, seemingly oblivious to the ongoing developments. Regardless of the situation with Rick and the others, what was happening here was clearly going to be a problem for them all.