Daryl moves, the indecision only in his own head - something twigs him about the car, remembering how cowardly these assholes were. He skirts back, passing behind the car Paul parked and exchanging a look with Shauna. She directs him silently to the right car and Daryl moves in-- fortunately there's nobody in it, but the keys were left in the visor and a gun in the center compartment. Not anymore, assholes.

Daryl sees Shauna out of the car, closing the door oh-so-quietly and moving in a crouched run to join him. "Five of them," she whispers. "Four men and a woman. She and her husband are the worst."

A beat, and Daryl checks the gun he pulled out of the car, then hands it to Shauna. She gives him a grave look and nods, as if trying to silently convey... something. He hopes he hasn't made a mistake, but he doesn't think so. She reminds him of Carol. He moves, Shauna close behind, up to the gate opening.