"We got extra clothes," he offered, turning and gesturing toward the stairs up to the second floor. "Off the main sleeping area. Did a run early on. Grabbed a lot for some women that didn't have much. Anything in the pile is free reign."

As much as they'd been settling in, they hadn't quite gotten to the point of really dividing clothes or living spaces. Too much had gone on and there weren't a lot of them. Daryl had lived in close quarters with people since the farm fell and hadn't put any effort into trying to provide the kind of division most of the others were probably used to. He knew Maggie wouldn't care, same as Glenn hadn't. It was practically the default for them. Was just one less thing to explain because she already knew and understood.

When he turned back to her, he crossed his arms and chewed at a thumb, "Glenn tell you about the people here yet?"