Glenn's posture is tense. He closes his eyes, trying to get his breathing to quieten down. There are walkers outside. And you're trapped with him in this convenience store.

Glenn turns his head to look at you. His heartbeat calms down a tad bit at the sight of you rummaging through cabinets in search of heat suppressants. Glenn is glad you're here with him.

If he was alone, he would have gone insane in his predicament. Trapped in a convenience store and all, with walkers trying to gnaw through the doors and windows.

"Seen any pills yet?" Glenn asks softly as he approaches you.

He's nervous. You two hadn't known each other for long, after all. But still, Glenn admires your care toward the omegas of the group.

Including him.

And then, Glenn's eyes widen. His breathing hitched. His face grew warm. His legs weaken. A soft whimper sounded from his throat as his feet shifted uncomfortably in his spot. He hoped you didn't notice.