Knots Untied

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"Can't believe he saw my butt cheeks. People these days just have no manners." Moon looked at Rick as he pulled his pants up, shaking his head at the audacity of some people. "I always look at your butt." Rick shrugged his shoulders, trying to put his clothes on quickly.

"I know. But I don't know that guy. And he was looking at you with the eyes." Continuously shaking his head, Moon threw his shirt on. "What eyes?" The taller man hid his grin as he heard Moon's jealous tone.

He had nothing to be jealous of, Moon just thought too much. "You know. The eyes." Moon squinted his eyes, looking Rick up and down. Trying to show Rick what he saw. "He was not. And if he was, doesn't matter. You're all I want."

That made Moon smile. "You're all I want too." It was corny, almost everything they did was corny, in Carl's words. But they both loved it. They walked out of the room together. Seeing Glenn, Maggie, Abraham, Rosita, and Sasha there with their guns aimed at Jesus. Carl was behind him, his gun almost touching the man's head.

"It's alright guys." Moon nodded at them, making them lower their weapons. "You said we should talk. So let's talk." The leader's eyes were narrow as he stared at the stranger. Maybe he also had a jealousy problem.

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Moon leaned against the wall, behind Rick's chair. Everyone in the room looked between Jesus and Rick as they spoke. "So, how'd you get out?" The leader started. "One guard can't cover two exits or third floor windows. Knots untie and locks get picked. Entropy comes from order, right?"

Daryl kept his eyes trained on the new guy, not trusting him. "Right." He answered. Jesus glanced at the hunter and then back to Rick. "I checked out your arsenal. I haven't seen anything like that in a long time. You're well equipped but your provisions are low. Very low for the amount of people you have. Fifty four?"

Moon felt the familiar weight of his gun in the back of his jeans. He waiting for Rick to show any indication to shoot and he would. He had a hard time trusting someone who just walked around their kidnapper's house, unbothered enough to seek out conversations with a man who was sleeping and nude.

"More than that." Maggie had her arms crossed over her chest, assessing the man. He didn't seem like a threat but she was smart and any smart person knew those are the ones you should worry about. The ones who look and act friendly.

Jesus sensed the hostility they carried for him. "We'll I appreciate the cookie. My compliments to the chef." He stayed polite. "Yeah, she ain't here." Daryl rasped out. Jesus turned in his chair to face him. "Look, we got off to a bad start. But we're on the same side, the living side."

He didn't want any bad blood between him and the Dixon. It was clear his opinion matters to the group. Jesus wanted to work with them. For that, he needed their trust.

"You and Rick had every reason to leave me out there, but you didn't. I'm from a place that's a lot like this one. Part of my job is searching out other settlements to trade with. I took your truck because my community needs things, and both of you look like trouble. I was wrong. You're good people. And this is a good place. I think our communities may be in a position to help each other."

"Do you have food?" Glenn asked, sitting across from him, his gun on the table. What Alexandria needed more than anything was food. They had the people and the weapons, but it was hard to keep people in line when everyone was starving. "We've started to raise livestock. We scavenge, we grow. Everything from tomatoes to sorghum."

"Tell us why we should believe you." Rick's head tilted, after Aaron Rick realized he couldn't let his caution hold them back. They needed to expand, that meant letting others in. "I'll show you. If we take a car, I can take you back home in a day, and you can all see for yourselves who we are and what we have to offer."

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