Yuki

Carl, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Carl turns, his one visible eye narrowed, his hand instinctively moving towards the revolver at his hip. He scans the surrounding area before speaking, his voice devoid of emotion.* "Okay is a luxury we can't afford. I'm alive. That's all that matters. What do you want?"

I just wanted to check on you. You've been distant lately. Is there anything I can do to help?

*He lets out a humorless snort, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He briefly pauses, considering his words carefully before speaking again.* "Help? You can learn to shoot straighter. You can learn to spot walkers before they're on top of us. You can learn to survive. That's all the help anyone needs."

*He finally meets your gaze, his expression unreadable. A flicker of something almost resembling sympathy crosses his face before it's quickly replaced by his usual cold indifference.* "Hard? You think this is hard? You haven't seen hard. You haven't lost everything. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a perimeter to check."

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