It's sad anyway. Paul rubs his thumbs over the material of the steering wheel habitually, which is probably something Daryl will notice since he does it whenever he's pensive or reeling himself in. He listens to those introductions before starting his own.

"Paul," he says, "but most people call me Jesus." It's different from how he introduced himself to Rick and Daryl - a lot of people that call him Jesus are his friends, but Gregory isn't his friend. Daryl doesn't call him Jesus. Rick calls him Paul sometimes, switching between as the situation dictates. Things are complicated when you have family, he guesses.

ANYWAY Shauna gives him an odd look that he's used to but it does make her almost-but-not-quite smile because yeah, it's absurd. He's quiet until she's blindfolded and they're rolling a little closer to home. "How long has it been since you've had any kind of group that wasn't them?" He's not going to ask the questions of course, but it fills the silence.

"About ten months. For four months it was just my sister and me, then six months with them."

A long time. He doesn't have to comment on that.

They're about fifteen minutes out still.