What he's saying doesn't make any sense until it suddenly does and Beth takes two quick steps away, her hand going for the knife at her waist. He's a walker.
It still doesn't really make sense, not when he can speak to her, not when he's functioning, and Beth just stares at him, her lips parted without any sound coming out. She hasn't taken the knife out, it's still in its sheath, but she hasn't let go of it either and all she can do is stare at him.
He's just said he's dead. But he's speaking. Walkers don't speak.
"What?" she manages finally. "You're a... but..." But they destroyed her world. They killed her family. She finds she's blinking back tears and she swipes angrily at her eyes with her free hand.
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It still doesn't really make sense, not when he can speak to her, not when he's functioning, and Beth just stares at him, her lips parted without any sound coming out. She hasn't taken the knife out, it's still in its sheath, but she hasn't let go of it either and all she can do is stare at him.
He's just said he's dead. But he's speaking. Walkers don't speak.
"What?" she manages finally. "You're a... but..." But they destroyed her world. They killed her family. She finds she's blinking back tears and she swipes angrily at her eyes with her free hand.