He’d helped the young girl out in the scuffle – though it
was CLEAR enough she could fend for herself. Rick had
to disarm her though (for now) for caution’s sake. “Never
said anythin’ about weak – y’just don’t look too USED
t’all of this. Are you out here all on your own?” young girl
all by herself – in his opinion – didn’t stand much of a
chance surviving out here like that. “I can HELP you, if
that’s the case.”
“Well you’re not entirely wrong, especially if you pinned
me to be a poster child princess. I was spoiled, but my
father taught me to survive.” Traits of honesty had been
part of the families bloodline, even after living within a lie.
everyone she had loved became dust, bits of brain blown
to whatever was left of nature. “Don’t have to worry about
me, but I can’t blame you for taking my knife. So, what’s
it gonna take to prove ya - whatever - ya need to know?”