Daryl

"Daryl is still injured though, is it fine to move right now? Can't we wait till tomorrow?"

Trejo and Alex looked over and saw the people coming out of the building. Trejo can't get a good look at them, but Alex can and saw the assortment of ethnicities within, from Latinos, Americans to Filipinos.

Following that, they also saw someone being brought on a stretcher.

"What happened to him?" asked Alex as he walked over towards Daryl.

"He got injured protecting the group from a zombie hulk" replied Rick as he walked alongside him, as he still doesn't fully trust Alex like the rest of them.

"Then he just needs to hold on for now, he'll have plenty of rest when we reach the base, your group got cars, right?" said Alex as he looked at the sleeping man down on the stretcher while covered in bandages.

"We got them. Glenn, get a few people with you and get the cars here"

"Alright, Tara, Ty, let's go"