He used to spend all his time in the town's good cemetary (not good, but untainted, maybe), with Rick. And now Rick's not even here to talk to and Amy's not here and his family isn't here, but at least he's alive. And if there's one thing he's learned, it's not to let himself get so depressed that he gives up. He crosses his arms over his chest and wanders after Beth.

"That'll take some getting used to. Roarton was miniscule, compared to this."