talktorickgrimes:

“Dunno if I woulda quite put it like THAT,” he tilts
his head to the side slightly, “– but yeah, ya look
a little bit outta place.” Rick holds her knife, thumb
smoothing over the hilt back and forth. He can’t
be too trusting – he’s met too many survivors in
this world to be so naive, but the girl SEEMS
honest. Enough so that the tension eases from
his stance at least. “Well,” he shifts his weight,
“– might be a good START t’know how you’ve
been makin’ it out here. Have ya killed many
walkers? People? – Why?”

      “I lost count     It all happens so fast that I never cared to
       keep score.”   Honesty was the only trait left in which she
       cared to honor    even if many failed to believe her words.
       That last two questions were hard to swallow, even more
       so difficult to relive a terrifying past before the walkers
       took reign this world.

       “Zero. An old friend of mine beat me to the only person
        I wanted dead. I was close .. so close. She had a bomb
        strapped to an arrow and     well his head     ” Chrysta’s 
        hands tried to animate such an explosion whilst doing
        her best to avoid the derivative of a long story.