[ On Rick's end, that silence is eaten up in staring up at her and waiting for her to say something that gives him an idea about who she is besides Gallo, a doctor, and a little more than that. He can settle easy into silences, because there's as many as them as there are dead people where he's from, and has participated in enough bullshit powerplays and posturing to know this is not exactly that.
And rise to the occasion in case it is, his focus even and unwavering. His lip curls under grey bristle just a little at her talk when she does, talk, because he is accustomed to not trusting people who talk like the old world. Because it's not the old world for everyone, anymore.
He nods, once. He even accepts witch craft as a thing. ]
Yes ma'am.
[ And he finds he doesn't want to, even if he has to. His hand roughs over the bottom half of his face, itching scruff. ]
Everyone in the world is infected with a pathogen that reanimates them upon death. Within a month or two of the outbreak, society as we knew it suffered catastrophic failure. Bites from walkers induces infection that wipes out a person in a couple days, and they get reanimated too, so goes with any kind of death that don't involve brain damage.
I got to see it. I got to the CDC with my group, and we saw what it looked like from an MRI recording. [ He doesn't know what that's called. It's a best guess. ] The only thing left alive are basic mobility functions, animalistic drive.
I don't know how it began. I don't know how it ends.
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And rise to the occasion in case it is, his focus even and unwavering. His lip curls under grey bristle just a little at her talk when she does, talk, because he is accustomed to not trusting people who talk like the old world. Because it's not the old world for everyone, anymore.
He nods, once. He even accepts witch craft as a thing. ]
Yes ma'am.
[ And he finds he doesn't want to, even if he has to. His hand roughs over the bottom half of his face, itching scruff. ]
Everyone in the world is infected with a pathogen that reanimates them upon death. Within a month or two of the outbreak, society as we knew it suffered catastrophic failure. Bites from walkers induces infection that wipes out a person in a couple days, and they get reanimated too, so goes with any kind of death that don't involve brain damage.
I got to see it. I got to the CDC with my group, and we saw what it looked like from an MRI recording. [ He doesn't know what that's called. It's a best guess. ] The only thing left alive are basic mobility functions, animalistic drive.
I don't know how it began. I don't know how it ends.