"It's a..." Glenn wasn't usually one to catch himself before blurting out something that was best left unsaid, but it actually occurred to him that telling these two troublemakers about the map might not be wise.

After the rock hit Roan, Glenn strode quickly after his smaller companion back toward the pair. It took a lot to upset him, but the violence had done it, apparently and he bypassed Roan, attempting to grab Peyton by the front of his shirt.

"Peyton, I'll... I'll ... tell your father," he said, rather lamely. Glenn had never really been a fight. All his life, people had avoided making trouble with him due to his intimidating size and he'd never had to actually punch anyone.