It always seemed to come full circle, falling back into the same familiar theme; there was nothing reassuring about a man with something to lose. If Nick was serious about protecting his people, about protecting Ellis, then 'reckless' was a mild way of putting it. Rick had been on both ends of that particular equation, and a singular encounter with Nick - particularly at the beginning of the arena, before conditions had worsened - wasn't likely to be a completely accurate gauge of character. Desperation changed a man.

The muscle in his jaw worked as he clenched his teeth, casting a downward glance back at the supplies that Daryl had prepared. They'd agreed to help, and he wasn't about to renege on that offer just yet - but that didn't stop him from considering his options. Sending him on his way with nothing was a sure way to end any potential alliance they may have had - and was just as much a risk now. If nothing else, following through with their original plan might have at least bought his silence.

"Best you keep this between us, then," he concluded, his expression daring the other to say otherwise. This was a onetime deal - There was no reason for him to go running his mouth, telling Nick where the stuff had come from. Rick wasn't looking for gratitude.

He offered a brief tip of the chin to Daryl, his own affirmation that he intended to follow through. They'd been lingering too long for his liking, and it was better that they get this wrapped up - preferably before Beth's return. Her presence was just going to add another layer to an already complicated situation, one which he would much rather avoid.