[ She's trying to be careful. She knows he's dangerous right now. But she can't stop a bark of derisive laughter at that. ]

You're not fucking sober.

[ Gabe's adrenaline drops and Carol's spikes. Fuck this. She'd fucked up, but it hadn't been her fault. It sure as hell hadn't been Daryl's. And she's not about to let Rodriguez just dump on her and walk away without even listening. ]

You know what Jed did?

[ He can walk away if he wants. Carol will follow, calling after him. He needs to hear this, even if he doesn't want to. ]

He put a knife to my throat and a gun in my face. He killed our people and took the supplies we needed to live. He threatened my son.

[ He'd taken her wedding ring, just because he could. Just to twist the knife deeper. Over and over he'd done what few people could do anymore. Made her feel small. Powerless. ]

I burned him alive. And then I went into the fog and I thought he'd found me again.

That's who I saw out there, Rodriguez. That's who I killed.