"Kind of have to," she says, giving him a little smile. Because of walkers, obviously, but also because Daryl'd give her shit if she went stomping around the woods. Scaring away breakfast. She gestures to his staff. "Didn't feel like partying?"

Beth doesn't have much for context when it comes to swinging sticks around, especially with the patience Morgan shows. It's something less than fighting--and at the same time, something more. And it's far, far away from drinking around a campfire.