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He listened carefully, but he wouldn’t consider her words. It’s not out of malice; anything but it, rather that they couldn’t afford to put the lives of their medical personnel at risk. No matter what, not ever again after Denise. “There’s no need to be nervous.” He assured Nyla, trying to find her gaze. Rick was aware that his presence could make people feel unsettled at worst, the way he carried himself made it so. Regardless, he’d rather those outside of Alexandria felt that way instead of his own people. “I… I can’t allow that. I know you mean well, I do, but we need ya’ here, Nyla.”
“I know the way I handle myself makes me seem useless.” She started, sure as she was at least some people thought so about her. “But I’m not...” Nyla sighed then. It was probably pointless to keep insisting right now. “I know the times are particularly hard and I would honestly feel better knowing I’m actively doing something instead of just sitting around waiting to come to use.” She confessed, running out of breath, if nothing because she said everything in a hurry, nervous as she was, and almost expecting him to become irritated with her. “What else can I do other than wait?”
