"So you've met him, too." She's more than willing to give over a few berries to the cause, if it means they have more meat to speak of later. Squirrels are going to keep them full longer than berries ever will--and some instinctive part of her finds the idea of eating green berries unsettling, anyway. It feels like it's going to make them sick, even though she knows it shouldn't. Beth draws her attention away from the snare for a moment, watching Daryl's expression. "What did you think of him?"