[ She frowns, so deeply that it makes her shoulders tense. Partially because there's more than one child soldier. But also..if Judith ever showed up in this place, she isn't sure what she'd do. She's thirteen by now, probably more capable than some of the adults her, but fuck if that wouldn't be about the worst thing that could happen. RJ following right behind his sister might kill Michonne. ]

If you ever meet a girl named Judith, light skin, brown hair, freckles across her nose and cheeks, you tell her I'm here. Tell her I'll find her. Please?

[ Michonne's voice is low and choked with emotion she's holding back in an effort to get the words out. She's in no position to ask for anything and doesn't think to describe RJ because for some reason, her gut tells her if anyone, it would be her daughter. ]