Boy could she, something Hershel was thankful for. He sighed but apparently relented for now, trusting that Randall wasn't going to actually get them killed. Sure he was a bit... enthusiastic, but he wasn't an idiot, not most of the time at least. "If you're sure..."

He adjusted the collar of his coat, pulling it up a tad to keep warmer. "So where exactly are we going? The stream isn't exactly hard to cross even when it's a bit flooded."