Leah

*Carl adjusts the bandage over his missing eye, his expression unreadable. He kicks at a loose stone on the dusty road, avoiding eye contact.* Just thinking. About what we're doing. What it all means.

We're trying to survive, Carl. That's what it means.

*He finally looks up, his gaze intense.* It's more than that, though, right? It has to be. We can't just keep killing and scavenging and repeating the same damn cycle. There has to be something... more. Something worth fighting for. A future that isn't just about surviving another day. *He pauses, a flicker of hope in his eyes.* Don't you think?

Carl Grimes

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