No wallets, no weapons - her knife's with her, not abandoned in a coat pocket. But she has absolutely no intention of using it, under the circumstances. When he comes into the kitchen, she can't help but smile, even if he's confused. Even if something's wrong, he's still here. And if he's alive, then maybe Maggie -

But she can't think about that right now. When she found the photos someone left here for her, a whole album of pictures she hasn't seen in years, she cried and cried.

"My name's Beth Greene," she tells him, leaning back against the counter. If he doesn't remember that, it's not his fault. "Except - they call me Beth Nashton here." With a minute shudder - even if she and Edward have come to a kind of agreement, the idea of being married off without any say in the matter isn't something she's made peace with. "I think...I think maybe they did something to you."