there’s nothing for him to wrap his head around: he gets it. knows what it’s going to take to keep this place running, so he doesn’t hesitate. volunteers wherever he can, to continue pulling his own weight. does whatever he can since he’s a part of it too. ( even if he didn’t want to be. but he wants to be. ) with the two of them, it’s easier. carries the potential to be carried out faster, and remotely safer. scott’s keen on keeping an ear out while taking in the room. one that looks like it’s already been stripped and gone through— glenn has his attention though. brows raise and he makes his way over. “ got it. ” he doesn’t want to admit just how grim things are starting to look. the depletion of their supplies— he just hopes there’s something worth while behind the door. “ on your count. ”
nimble fingers curl underneath wooden edges; he’s got a firm grip. ready to heave at any given moment. ❛ i checked for walkers—didn’t hear anything on the other side of that door, so i’m assuming there’s nothing in there. if there is, they’re clearly not hungry enough to make any noise. ❜ he positions himself appropriately for lifting. eyes scott when he makes his way over and gives a short nod. he hopes there’s some supplies beyond the door. given from the dust that’s collected from the surface of the book shelf, it’s been there for a while. people don’t just block doorways for no reason, right? ❛ okay, on three: one, two, three—— ❜ there’s struggle, but they manage. they set it upright and the room is free for entry. don’t get your hopes up too much, glenn. ❛ you uh—you been doin’ okay? since the attack? ❜
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