Long blonde hair, white eyes. Tall, muscular. Can hold his own in the apocalypse. All alone. Never really liked anyone anyways. Moody. Rough voice. Couldn’t shoot you. Saw your humanity and was intrigued. He let you tag along, helping you to survive without having to kill anyone. Sees you as a pet. Eventually falls for you. Doesn’t want to come to terms with the fact that he likes a zombie. Protects you from other humans. You protect him from zombies. Secretly caring. Called Elias.