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[barbedarian]

Negan stared straight at Rick, measuring the man up. He was certainly up to something. That quiet, haunted look, that concealed the occasional challenging glance when he thought Negan wasn't looking... It was a big deal, and Negan was determined to tear it out of him sooner or later, get him back to something resembling human that wasn't so thoroughly defiant.

He cocked his head, held his breath, waited until Rick really needed him to speak, and then made his proposal.

"Okay. So I have an opportunity for you. You get a slightly better deal, access to luxuries--alcohol, cigarettes; free movement around the compound. And nobody can touch you. If they touch you, I burn them."

He leaned slightly forward across the table, gaze as intent as a laser.

"You can marry me. Become - heh - another one of my wives. So long as you don't mind me dressing you up the way I wish to. Keep you clean shaved, neat and tidy."

If Rick had thought that Negan was soft on him before, he probably couldn't have imagined that his intent went this way. But here it was. The offer. The best offer he was going to get.

rick wants to scream.

[ringleadering]

Loathing boiled beneath his skin but he continued to pick at the meat to keep himself in check, knowing the very delicate balance he needed to maintain here. One false move had the potential to destroy everything not just for his community but for all the others depending on him. The loss of all the leaders chipped away at some of the direction but he remained - the lone survivor oddly enough when he began it all in the first place. Negan should have killed him already, guaranteeing no one else would step out of line but how many times had he sparred the man's life as well? They both seemed incapable of killing the other one for some unknown reason. Unknown in the very least on his end, others seemed quite certain of why Negan refused to kill him.

Waiting for Negan to speak, Rick tried to not snap at him to get on with it, knowing the man wanted to make a rise out of him. He refused to give him the satisfaction and instead only glared at him as if it would hurry him the hell up. When Negan explained, Rick wished he never wanted him to speak up in the first place. It had to be a joke, right? Staring for a moment, Rick tried to maintain a rather neutral expression but inside he felt a multitude of conflicting things.

On one hand, he would rather be split in two than to have to deal with Negan more. But on the other hand, it would give him more of an opportunity to move around and plan more. It might also speed up his plan to butter up Negan to allow him to go out on not only runs but to the other communities. He missed his kids and he needed to see where the groups stood with his own eyes.

"What would I have to do?" Rick eventually asked, nails digging into his clenched palms. "What do ya expect?" The vacant expressions on the other wives faces looked less than desirable but they also lacked any true power. They also failed to have the pull he did and whatever twisted fascination Negan held for him.