Athena yelped, whirling around with the pen held high like it would do much if she tried to stab someone with it. It might! If she tried hard enough.

This guy, however, was much less intimidating than Negan. She glared, slowly lowering the pen and taking a few steps to the left to get out of his reach, just the same.

"That's like saying 'name every significant world event that happened in 1852. Before you ask I have no idea what the hell happened in 1852." She glanced back at the board. "Like... everything. How did we get here, for starters?"

Athena glares back at Malcolm again. "Unless you weren't got, in which case I might actually stab you with this pen."