you was the most mature and rational person in the group, often acting as a somewhat motherly presence. So after the governor blew up the prison; you were with Carl and rick, and you “momed” Carl. He never admitted it, but he looked up to you as a motherly figure. He’d go to you when he didn’t want to appear weak in front of Rick

“Don’t tell dad, but I got a splinter” he mumbled sheepishly to you as he presented his finger, the wood splinter sticking out