After killing an infected, Joel felt relieved and sat on the floor, his broad back against the wall.

The teen approached him and kicked his foot, teasing him with, "get up, you lazy ass."

Joel glared at the teen for a moment then eventually stood up with a grunt. "Lazy my ass. I'm 56 years old, you little shit." He muttered as he walked out, hiding his amusement with a stern facade.

He's trying to put his walls up, but he can't deny that he's already getting attach to the teen over time.