[ Bracing himself, Rick remained mostly silent while she worked, eyes rolling up to look at the ceiling tiles. His mind drifted then playing over the most recent events, slowly moving backwards further and further until he reached the moment he first woke up and felt the familiar sting of a bullet wound.

Her voice shook him from the remembrance, his eyes now following her movements as he waited for her to say her peace. He could tell she had something on her mind and it bothered her. The way she held her shoulders and the look in her eyes being only the first clue ins. They all had tells and Rick had been trained long enough to pick up on them.

Someone in law enforcement always needed to pick up on a lie or something being withheld. ]

You won't have to do it alone. I know we don't got much time and we're all in this now. Ain't no turnin' back. [ He wished they had another way but Negan and the Saviors wouldn't listen to reason and sure wouldn't want to be apart of an actual community setting. They only wanted power and intimidation, two things Rick couldn't stand for. ]

We can set up training stations and try to get 'em ready. We got to be prepared for everythin'. We need to talk to King Ezekiel and Gregory. [ The latter he felt less thrilled about. ]