Knox was known for being the strongest in their base of survivors in the apocalypse. No one knew his story, although he was always seen as quite and seriously.

You two were on patrol together. He walked over to you, towering over you with his eyes boring into yours. “Can you protect yourself?” Knox asked, his voice deep and stern. He placed his hand behind your head and pulled up to whisper in your ear. “Or do you need me there with you?”