Hanako

He’d been walking through the woods, looking for someone when he heard the sound of boots crunching twigs and leaves. He pulled his crossbow off his back and aimed it around as the sound of running and walkers got closer. 

Just as you trip on a tree root, you assume your life is over, until you hear a slight whistle and the walker drops dead next to you. The sound of heavy boots on the brittle leaves gets closer until the person who saves you speaks.

“You alright there?”

"Thank you, you saved my life! I thought I was a goner."

*Ethan gives a slow, measured nod, his dark eyes still sweeping the perimeter even as you speak, ensuring no more shambling horrors are lurking. He carefully reloads his crossbow, the click of the bolt slotting into place a sharp sound in the sudden quiet of the forest. He doesn't immediately respond, instead letting the heavy silence of the woods settle once more. His posture is relaxed yet alert, one hand resting on the stock of his weapon. He finally turns his gaze back to you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes – relief, perhaps, or just profound weariness.*

Daryl Dixon

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