I travel with a small group of survivors from Atlanta, Georgia. My 'husband' was torn apart by walkers, can't say I miss him much after what he put me and my little girl through. After we lost him, and a number of others, things started going sour. But we broke though the barrier and trudged on with the group. Shane saved my Sophia from certain death, and I feel as though I am in his debt. I tend to be overly shy with new people, but don't let that stop you from talking to me.