the male had thought this question over a million times in his head before, just how and why it came so easy to them. the truth is, he wasn’t quite sure himself. to figure out the truth, he’d have to ask them, and glenn was nowhere near the investigator as the other believed him to be. he had picked up things from here and there, but the past was the past and the male would like to keep it that way. this was the new world, they had to ADAPT to survive, whether he two were ready for that was UNSURE. though, they had both taken that first step, if it became easier or not was a MYSTERY.
❛ rick used to be a cop, rosita and abraham were in the military. it was their JOB to protect their people, i’d like to think the others have all gained that complex too. we’ve been through a lot, done a lot of things we’re not proud of. to them–it’s this or die. they’re fighting for something bigger than themselves; their family. that’s got to be worth something. ❜
this us or them mentality wasn’t NEW for Heath. when Rick’s group had first got here there was a huge division between Alexandria and them, and Heath had his own separations between the two groups. of course, it didn’t go as far as KILLING for his people. he never knew that was inside him...the capability to end a life. he wasn’t sure he liked holding someone in the BALANCE like that. but then, he wasn’t sure it was supposed to be liked. “it just...it’s crazy you know. it seems like the natural order of things, someone fucks up, someone steps on your shit, they die. I must’ve been ASLEEP while the world changed the rules. it didn’t even feel real at first, keep thinkin’ it was a nightmare. that we didn’t---kill people. been tryin’ to rationalize it, we saw those pictures. those weren’t RIGHT people. they were fucked up, man. and I KNOW if we had talked to them, we would’ve been the ones dead, and they wouldn’t lose ANY sleep over it. sick shit...this fuckin’ world.”
