While her response wasn’t exactly reassuring, he supposed he hadn’t really been expecting it to be. Her points were realistic, and that was exactly what he’d been looking for. On their own there wasn’t too much to worry about when it came to the walls; they wouldn’t degrade too quickly in the weather they most commonly saw in Georgia, and they were sturdy enough to withstand anything a walker would be able to throw at it so far as Jesse could tell.
It was the people that would always be the biggest concern. The people that they welcomed into their town just as much as those they knew threatened from the outside. As much as Jesse wanted to see the best in people and think that they were all honest and good deep down, he’d seen enough to know otherwise. And there was no real way to know until they’d already walked inside their walls and lied between their teeth, was there?
“Guess it’s hard when you’ve only got someone’s word to go off of.”
“Let’s make quick and quiet work of this,” Jesse comments, gesturing ahead as the group of walkers Max had seen came into view, readying his blade and stepping away from the guard to grab onto the closest unsuspecting walker and plunging the blade through the temple. He lets the body drop to the ground with not much more thought spared to it as he moves towards the next. He had struggled a long time ago with the idea that these were once people and they couldn’t just go around killing them.
They may once have been people but they certainly weren’t anymore.
“non, not entirely true.” whatever excitement and light in her eyes reflected the joy of being outside of the walls on the hunt for those pesky walkers shifted into something far darker and unreadable as she looked to the military man with a quirked brow. “migh’ be if you didn’ have someone like me, mais, you do, don’ you? gettin’ a read on people an’ findin’ out what they’re up to was my life. you got suspicions, mon ami, i’ll find find out if they’re true.”
alas, it isn’t a thought she dwells on as jesse’s orders distract her, following the gesture to the walkers with glee. and she notices, he is far more quiet and skilled about it, taking them out as they’re distracted, before they’re noticed.
and she could follow that. she knows this. considers it, even.
but max came out here for fun.
and fun, she would have.
with knives drawn and a grin on her face, max whistles, catching the attention of the remaining walkers. she skips on by them, careful to miss their grabbing hands and snapping jaws, turning them away from jesse to give him an opening. and she’s fast on her feet as she ducks and slips behind them herself, planting a knife in the neck of one, before she slips down and cuts ligaments in another’s legs, stabbing a knife through its eye socket as it fell.
and as another approaches her, max stands and bobs on her toes with a laugh, playing the damsel while keeping a good and watchful eye on the other two.
“oh, jesse! whatever will i do!” she plays, dramatically swooning. “won’ you save this poor lil thief?”
