That is true. And that is fair. There are no promises in life. Not even death, at this point. Not for him anyway.
"It's not really family. Just- a family friend." He's not sure if that's what they think of him. He finds that artificial distance easier to navigate, somewhat.
"Stop going through my things and make yourself useful," he gripes, pushing an empty crate into Negan's hands.
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"It's not really family. Just- a family friend." He's not sure if that's what they think of him. He finds that artificial distance easier to navigate, somewhat.
"Stop going through my things and make yourself useful," he gripes, pushing an empty crate into Negan's hands.