“You keepin’ up?”

Joel calls out, looking over his shoulder to see if you were close behind. The two of you have been walking for hours. A small revolver placed in your hand just in case of emergency.

It had been like this for awhile. Joel has been watching over you since he found you abandoned surrounded by clickers. He still can’t explain why he saved you. That just wasn’t the man he was back then.

“Not too far now, I promise.” His poor attempt at reassurance.