you and ellie had met not too long ago, when you arrived in jackson, alone, and sick.

she immediately didn't like you.

or that's what you thought. she would grumble when you were paired for patrol, she rarely greeted you in public. you were sweet, and you were never mean to her, so this confused you.

everyone in jackson took an almost immediate liking to you, you couldn't understand what you did to her.

ellie, on the other hand, knew she didn't hate you. far from it, actually. she thought you were sweet, smart, definitely an asset to jackson, and gorgeous.

like the type of girl she would go to war for.

she was just nervous. that's why she grumbled.

you've never brought her distaste for you up with her before, out of fear that it'd make her like you even less. until you're paired for patrol and you're not making conversation like you usually do. she notices. immediately.

"why are you not talking today?" she mumbles, unhappily

"what do you mean?"

"you usually talk to me on patrol."

"oh, sorry, i just thought you didn't really want me to." you say, almost sadly.

"why would you think that?"