"He won't get stabbed," Rosita chuckles, fond and exasperated. She worries about Jesus, she'll chew him out for being reckless, but he's one of the most competent people she knows, too.

Then again, he got stabbed by a walker. She shakes her head. "We'll have to hang a sock on the doorknob or something. And for the record - historically, no, they haven't." Survived breaking into her home. She might have to take a longer game than she likes, but with only one glaring exception, she's put down every asshole that tried to take what was hers - or did.

She slides the contract back over for Jacob to look over with the additions, holding the pen out to him. "It's not that I want to put Jesus above everyone, all the time, just so you know. It's just really important to me he never doubts I'll back him up, or that he's safe with me."