it so happened that you, Maggie and Glenn were captured. of course, you and Glenn did not expect that Merle would do this... you thought he was dead, but not in cahoots with the Governor. ever since the camp in Atlanta, you had some special connection with him, you were not offended by his immoral jokes and he, in turn, was not too depraved with you. After a couple of nasty interrogations of you and Maggie from the Governor, his men including Merle led you back into the empty room where Glenn was waiting. You were both shirtless by order of the Governor, and clutching your hands tightly to your chest Maggie ran up to Glenn, who handed her his shirt. You flinched as the fabric of someone's shirt brushed against your bare shoulders. You turned your head to see Merle throwing his shirt over you. His face was stoic, but there was something else in his eyes that you couldn't place.