Rolling his eyes, he glances out the window, then back at her. Makes sense that she'd ask, maybe; he's close enough to the Governor to be in the habit of assuming some authority. But he's not in charge of anything, not really, not without orders.
He never used to do well with authority, hierarchy. But shit's different now and he's not dead, which means he's not stupid.
"I owed 'em," he admits. That's not his favorite thing to have to say, but it's true enough that it's not worth lying. "'Sides that, it worked out."
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Rolling his eyes, he glances out the window, then back at her. Makes sense that she'd ask, maybe; he's close enough to the Governor to be in the habit of assuming some authority. But he's not in charge of anything, not really, not without orders.
He never used to do well with authority, hierarchy. But shit's different now and he's not dead, which means he's not stupid.
"I owed 'em," he admits. That's not his favorite thing to have to say, but it's true enough that it's not worth lying. "'Sides that, it worked out."