Noise due to gunshot perceived resulted into Alice glancing towards the house, whilst listening to the man’s statements. People as the ones insideshe encountered them prior, not frightening to confront them, however she could not afford to be injured; it was either they could murder their own comrades or a walker was inside. “Last time you saw him?“ Analyzing the man’s condition, Alice assumed something occurred to him to get into such a state. However, she realized that being entrusted was pernicious due the nature of humans during those days. ”I’m Alice.“ Introducing herself was a method to assure him she had no intention of harming him; had he desired to kill her, not a word would have been addressed, but the trigger would have been pulled. It was as facile as that.
Rick glanced towards the house, panic soon showing. They hadn’t used guns for violence before, why did they need to do it now? Had walkers got inside the house? Either way, they needed to leave before walkers head their way due to the noise. He didn’t want to be caught up in a group, or worse, a horde. "Couple of hours ago. They should be heading back now,” he looked around once again, hoping to the stetson that resided on top of his boy’s head. Now was not the time for introductions, but he introduced himself nonetheless. “Rick,” he mumbled, looking back to the house. They needed to go, they needed to head out in the other direction, the direction Michonne and Carl had head towards.
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