She nods. Malcolm is speaking sense, and she did believe Henry about his grim resolution to take down Negan if Negan hadn't been all right from the spores. She trusts Henry, more or less. She'd take someone out herself if she had to, but that would be easier with a gun. At least she has her knife. Or she did back at the house. It's not on her here. It better still be there when she gets back.

"The snow? Oh, um. Yeah. I live in the mountains so...we get blizzards like this every year. But...this year was bad."