"Falling in love. And say, it's crazy. Falling. You see? We don't say 'rising into love.' There is in it the idea of the fall." -Alan Watts
This isn't just some story where the boy and girl fall for each other, and everything is okay. It's a story w...
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"No! No way in hell. That was not the deal. You people swore you could take the Saviors out, and you failed. So any arrangement we had is now done-- null and void. We aren't trade partners, we aren't friends, and we never met. Hmm? We don't know each other," Gregory ranted.
This was his reaction after Rick pitched in fighting the Saviours.
"I owe you nothing. In fact, you owe me for taking in the refugees, at great personal risk," he remarked, causing me to roll my eyes.
He did nothing but sit on his ass and give everything to the Saviours.
"Oh, you were very brave staying in here while Maggie and Sasha saved this place. Your courage was inspiring," Jesus sarcastically smiled, causing me to snicker.
"Hey, don't you work for me? Aren't we friends?" Gregory directed to Jesus.
"Gregory, we already started this," Rick jumped in.
"You started it," Gregory fought.
"We did. And we're gonna win. Is this how you want to live? Under their thumb, killing your people?" Rick asked Gregory.
"Sometimes we don't get to choose what our life looks like. Sometimes, Ricky, you have to count the blessings you have," Gregory sighed.
"How many people can we spare? How many people here can fight?" Maggie piped in.
"'We'? I don't even know how many people we have, Margaret. And does it even matter? I mean-- what are you gonna do? Start a platoon of sorghum farmers? 'Cause, that's what we got. They grow things. They're not gonna want to fight," Gregory shut down Maggie.
"Her name's Maggie," I spat, tired of this man's ignorance.
"When people have the chance to do the right thing, they usually step up. I mean, people just--" Tara was entirely interrupted by Gregory.
"Let me stop you before you break into song, okay? And, by the way, who would train all this cannon fodder?"
"I will," Sasha stepped up.
"Give me a week," Rosita said at the same time Sasha spoke.
"Rhetorical, okay?" Gregory sang.
"I don't want to know. I never want to hear another word about any of it, ever," he growled.
"Would we be better off without the Saviors, yes or no?" Rick angrily raised his voice, causing me to jump.
"Yeah. Sure. Okay," Gregory hesitantly agreed.
"So, what will you do to fix the problem?" Michonne challenged.
"I didn't say we had a problem. You did. And what happens outside of my purview is outside of my purview," Gregory answered.
