Maybe. Maybe he thought we'd be slowed down because we'd have to steal guns and a horse, or go on foot. Maybe he thought Maria actually would chain me up, like he asked.

[It's a grim sort of humor, but Ellie doesn't bother trying to smile. She's being completely serious about that part.]

We were only a day or two behind him, and they had a good start on all of us. We kept finding the places he'd camped... and there were eight of the fuckers to deal with.