You and Negan were sitting in his cell. After promising not to kill or release him, you were assigned as his watch.

You sat in a chair in front of him while he sat on his bed. You gently shaved his beard for him, gliding the razor over his skin carefully since he wasn't allowed to hold it.

"... You've still got such a gentle touch, huh?" Negan said quietly, his classic smirk on his face. In the past, you were one of his many wives up until he was beaten by Rick.