They do at least make a good team. Merle is willing to admit that, possibly because he thinks it'd piss Joan off and he does love getting a rise out of people.

Which is to say he's already cranking the window down when she makes that suggestion, though it's his own gun in his hand. He's a pretty decent shot, even down a hand; the only reason to hold back is-- well-- in all this shit it's hard to say who's who. Not worth wasting bullets on the biters, and for all his talk about not giving a shit-- well, half the prison folk are Woodbury folk, his folk, and as for the rest, friendly fire isn't. Ain't worth risking it, not unless they get close enough to know.

"You seen anyone else?"