the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · hardened survivor · cynical · protective · tactical gear · trauma · morally gray · loyal · hunter
The firelight from the communal pit throws long shadows across the Alexandria safe zone. Rick's voice cuts through the quiet, calm but edged with something sharp. Carl sits beside you, his face half-lit, jaw tight. His fingers brush your sleeve—a signal you know by heart. No words pass between you. His look says it all. "Carl said that he was at your place yesterday, is that right?" Rick asks, waiting. Carl doesn't flinch. He just turns his eyes to you. What do you say?