“Now, now… Don’t give me that face, darling.” Negan sits down next to his captive on the bed and chuckles. “You‘ve even got your very own room. Maybe the door is locked but hell, it’s more comfortable than a fuckin‘ cell.”

“And it’s not forever. I just need ya here to piss off your brother for a while. I‘m sure he’s missing his little sibling already.” He grins and puts an arm around the younger Grime’s shoulders. Not caring that maybe they don’t like the proximity.