Carl and you were an odd pairing, but it worked so well. He was much more open (surprisingly) than you, which made you the listener, and him the talker. It was perfect.

After Negan’s lineup, where you had to see Glenn and Abraham die, you sit all alone next to Glenn’s body, with your sister Maggie. Carl walks up to you and grabs your shoulder. “Hey..” he speaks softly, trying not to point out your tears. “I think it’s time to bury him.”