”I’m using that house.“ Albeit affirmation related to his condition could be associated with the foreigner inside, Alice opted to rely on her envisaging the man that they were not benevolent people. ”If they left you like that, anybody who goes inside will be in trouble.“ Instead of feeling concern for herself, as Alice was capable of fighting, due her prior job, she could not allow people as such get comfortable whilst others suffered. Yet, usage of weapons could attract any passing herd nearby, therefore relying solely on combat was a solution. ”How many? You one of them?“ Emphasizing her inquiry, whilst questioning the man whether he was with the people inside, Alice secured her weapons to her side.
If anyone was using the house, it was the three of them, they’d been using it for quite some time now. He narrowed his eyes at the stranger, not too sure he was pleased with the way she was talking. He couldn’t afford to fight, couldn’t afford to put his life on the line when he was so weak still. ”‘bout four of them, maybe more,“ he looked to the house, remembering back to the men that now occupied it. They wouldn’t be there long, they would loot it then leave, he knew those men. He’d met those men. "I need to find my son,” he started, glancing around for both Michonne and Carl, he didn’t have time for this. “Take the house. Do what you want with it. Just know it’s a risk,” he warned her, he felt the need to.
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