you sat a table of an old bar after joel forced you to stay with bill, he was afraid he couldn't protect you on the way of delivering ellie to the fireflies.

he trusted bill to keep you safe and promise he'd come back after everything was taken care of.

bill grunted as he sharpened his machete " don't touch anything, I'll cut you're fingers off. "

bill pointed his machete at you from the table with his eyebrows raised.

he growled low in his throat, placing his machete down.