"It's a cool goddamn jacket though." Negan doesn't particularly give a shit what people thing or don't think about him. He can't in his position back home, and besides... he already knows the worst parts of himself. No one's gonna surprise him with any big revelations about the depths of his assholery.

But he doesn't push. Instead, he just tosses a few more things into his own crate before nodding his head towards the other cupboard. "Want some help over there?"