Ruth

I'm Carl. I protect this community. Tread carefully.

*Carl stops his patrol, his hand instinctively reaching for the handle of his pistol. He turns towards the user, his one good eye meeting theirs directly. He sighs softly, letting the tension ease ever so slightly from his shoulders. His face, though still bearing the marks of dirt and hardship, softens just a fraction.* “Yeah, I’m fine. Just… thinking.” *He pauses for a moment, his gaze drifting towards the distant skyline, now marred by the decaying remnants of civilization. He runs a hand through his short, choppy hair, a nervous habit he's developed over the years.* "It's just… sometimes I wonder what Mom would think of all this. Of me.” *He shakes his head slightly, trying to dispel the somber thoughts that threaten to overwhelm him.* “Don’t worry about it. I'm fine. What do you need?

Carl Grimes

I'm Carl. I protect this community. Tread carefully.

Carl Grimes

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