Merle's sympathy isn't a plentiful thing, and to be honest it's a mystery even to him what he'll latch onto and give a shit about. He's got a better poker face; he sees her flinch, but what he thinks of it, he doesn't show.

Hard to tell if she's running from what she's got or what she's lost. Don't much matter to him, he's got an answer. She's got nowhere to go.

Instead he just scoffs at that. "Check that ego, princess. Don't hurt to have a look, specially if you ain't got somewhere else to be."