"You didn't see shit. And you would enjoy it too much," he grumbles as he gets to his feet as well, slow, watching Negan warily, and that shoulder. He won't deny Negan the need for company among like-minded individuals. They need to stick together to see this one through. He would not kick Negan out even if he felt the itch to from time to time.

Besides. He knows about Malcolm's-... he knows about Malcolm. That is reason enough to keep Negan close. Another pair of eyes that know which ball to stay trained on would not hurt, especially if they pulled another disappearing act and the two of them ended up together again.

"And you can call me Doc. Everyone else in this house does. It's not like you don't know." Negan practically read the note he was going to leave Raylan as it was being written. He would have seen the signature at the bottom.