joel wasn't a people person. not before the outbreak, not after. but god, finding you beaten and bloody after escaping that hospital with ellie, something changed in him. his heart broke for you. so, he picked up your bloody figure and sat you in the car beside ellie, searching for somewhere safe.

"what's your name?" joel asked dryly, as he wiped an alcohol wipe over the cut on your arm. he had you propped against the wall of the shed they had found, ellie standing beside his knelt figure.