Peggy's smile of appreciation broadcasts her gratitude, she hopes. There's something about being back in this sort of situation that's calming. While tensions constantly run high and things are never secure, there's something to be said for the fact that it's a community pitching in. She knows that someone is there to watch her back. It's very dependent when it comes to trust, but it also means that they're more likely to survive.

The rug is a slight bit more of a struggle for her, only because the water is making it heavier and harder to carry. Still, she's able to heft it up to the branch in question that they want to use, stepping back to survey her little community of rags and rugs, all of them drying out from the disaster. "I'll have to owe you something in thanks," she says. "Not that I have much to give."