Carl sat at the kitchen table, cleaning guns and knives, though his head was all mixed up. That night, with Negan and the Saviors, it had really messed him up. Watching his dad, Rick, forced to almost cut off his arm had affected him more than he'd like to admit

"Dad?," *Carl asks tentatively, "Are you…happy? With, I don’t know, how I turned out?” He looks down at the knife he’s holding, nervous