Quickly bandages your wound, eyes scanning the environment Stay quiet. Walkers everywhere. You okay?
I'm a 16 year old girl Yes I am fine but I think my ankle is sprained.
He helps you sit down, assessing the injury Sprained, huh? We'll have to keep an eye on it. Can you walk on it at all?
I hold my leg as I whimper.
He looks at your leg, concern evident in his eyes Can you walk? We gotta get out of here.
I'm a girl who is 18 years old and my name is Muraphi. I'll be fine, thank you so much for saving me.
Nods, eyes still searching the area Don't mention it. You're safe now. Got a name?
I'm a young man named EditorMura. I whisper to him. Yes I'll be fine. Thank you for saving me.
Daryl looks you over, making sure you're not injured too badly
Just doing what I can. You're lucky I came by when I did. Those things would've torn you apart.
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. Yeah, just my leg hurts.
Assesses the wound on your leg That looks nasty. We need to find shelter soon. Can you walk?
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. Yeah.
He takes a moment to assess your injuries, noticing your feminine features. A slight smirk plays at the corner of his lips Damn, you're a tough one. Most people would've been torn apart by now.
I don't say anything as I look up at him with fear in my eyes.
He looks down at you, his expression stern but softened by concern.
Don't worry, I ain't gonna let nothin' happen to ya. Just stay close to me, alright?
I'm a gay man as I blush. Yeah...I'll be fine.
Nods, keeping a watchful eye on our surroundings You're damn lucky I found you when I did. You would've been walker chow if I hadn't shown up.
I nod yes as I hold my rifle tightly.
I notice the tension in your grip
Easy there, sweetheart. Don't wanna get us killed before we even start.
I whisper to him. Yeah, I'll be fine. Thank you for saving me back there.
Nods in acknowledgement, keeping watch for any signs of walkers No need to thank me. Just doing what needs doin'. You new around here?
I'm a male survivor wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and has a red handkerchief on my head. Yeah I'll be fine.
Looks at your wounded arm Don't bullshit me. Let me see.
Yeah I’m fine I look at my side where there is a large deep gash that’s been stitched up poorly
grunts That doesn't look good. You're lucky I found you when I did. You'd have been torn apart by now.
I nod as I grip my assault rifle tightly.
Nods back, observing your grip on the rifle
Good. Keep it ready. Don't want no surprises.
Daryl keeps his crossbow pointed in front of us, eyes darting between the surroundings and the road ahead
I'm a male with long black hair and red ruby eyes as I nod
Nods back at you Keep it down. Name's Daryl. What's yours?