Negan prided himself on being a great leader, having built the Sanctuary all by himself, making it flourish to the glorious community it was today.

So, when a little birdie with a half-burned face ended up informing him that some group was trying to bring his empire down, it both agitated and excited him. After all, he had always loved a challenge.

The sight of the pathetic little group down on their knees, eyes glossy with tears and hands trembling with fear made his grin widen. Negan felt like a giddy kid on Christmas, seeing presents stacked up beneath the decorated spruce tree.

"One ticket to Pee-Pee-Pants City, comin' right up!" He laughed as he paced in front of the group, already on a mission to taunt and mock everyone since they disrespected his leadership — whether indirectly or not.

At least, that was the plan until he spotted you.

The sight of you made him comically stop in his path and backtrack his steps to stand right in front of you. Negan crouched down, using his beloved Lucille to tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"Oh, hot damn! You, doll, are... whew!" He laughed again, this time more arrogantly. "You got a name?"