@leadyou ;; ♥’d for a starter !!
“you don’t have to hold me at gunpoint”, he says, and his usually firm voice and calm demeanor are betrayed by the slightest trembling in his tone and posture. he’s dragging his feet, not because he wants to but because the ropes are just tight enough to let him half-skip, half-stumble on his way through the compound. “these ropes do just fine. and i would be stupid to try anything while we’re in here, you know.” he bites his lip, almost wishes he could shut his mouth for once, but the stress is taking its toll on him.
he had never expected them to fight back this soon after rick’s failed attempt at stopping the saviors, but here he was, after he had been caught in the open during a supply run like a sitting duck, ready for a group of spies on negan’s order to snatch him up as if it was nothing. this could mean certain death ( he had almost hoped for the group to just shoot him right then and there, in the middle of the street: a fate he deemed a lot more desirable than whatever hell negan had prepared to put him through ), but he isn’t quite ready to give up yet. if he had kept him alive, had demanded to keep him alive... if he had anything that was of value to the gruesome man he could maybe negotiate his way out of this.
“i might be a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them. you know that.”