"What if she were your own?!"
"Sir, I understand, but the more people trained the stronger we'll be..."
"Why does one less person matter?"
"She is strong... stronger then most of our men. If something we're to happen to you and we trained her correctly she could become the next Negan..."
"I don't know if I should or not she just got her leg fixed and still has major infection. Pushing more pain would be fucked up, even for me. I'll think about it, and it's your damn job to make sure nothing happens to me in the first place!"
"Yes Sir- I'm so sorry Sir..."
"Go, the last thing I want is her to hear any of this. Tell the recruit team that we'll be collecting our shit soon, and that I'll be coming. I have a feeling we'll be getting a short cut."
"Yes, Negan." Given the order, he leaves. Following a deadly man's order to tell others to steal from survivors and kill the ones who stand up for themselves, just to prove a point.
Why would they listen to him? Why won't they say no? Why won't they end him? Surely they could, they have the numbers... but they won't.
Because they have families of their own and they just want to protect them.
But they don't take the time to realize that what they're doing to families is what they don't want to happen to them.
They're afraid of their leader and what the world has done to them is despicable.
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