[There's a pause, and he stares because wait what? His hands unclench and set carefully on the bed before he glares at him.]
This ain't Rick's room. You're full of shit.
[Except it is, because his file has a long description of the events of Shane abandoning his best friend to - in effect - die. Key events, subject helped Rick Grimes to the hospital, subject remained by his bedside for almost twelve hours without trying to move.
They get less detailed, visited on this date, visited on this date, began relationship with Rick Grimes's wife on this date. Until the day that the hospital was overrun. Desperate, Shane Walsh blocked the door hoping to bury his friend and give him a sort of funeral despite not confirming if he was alive or dead. Rick Grimes did not exhibit any discerned life signs.]
I don't care about the fucking magic space boat, this ain't Rick's room. Why the fuck would I be in Rick's room?
[Why? because you are dangerous Shane Walsh. And the file says that.]
I barred the door. There weren't any tables blocking this.
[The admiral initially felt that you could not be trusted with a room after getting used to making weapons out of anything.]
Why the fuck would the same flowers be here?
[because you needed to be reminded of what you were to each other, and that is there too. All there for Shane to read.]
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Date: 2013-01-01 06:13 am (UTC)From:This ain't Rick's room. You're full of shit.
[Except it is, because his file has a long description of the events of Shane abandoning his best friend to - in effect - die. Key events, subject helped Rick Grimes to the hospital, subject remained by his bedside for almost twelve hours without trying to move.
They get less detailed, visited on this date, visited on this date, began relationship with Rick Grimes's wife on this date. Until the day that the hospital was overrun. Desperate, Shane Walsh blocked the door hoping to bury his friend and give him a sort of funeral despite not confirming if he was alive or dead. Rick Grimes did not exhibit any discerned life signs.]
I don't care about the fucking magic space boat, this ain't Rick's room. Why the fuck would I be in Rick's room?
[Why? because you are dangerous Shane Walsh. And the file says that.]
I barred the door. There weren't any tables blocking this.
[The admiral initially felt that you could not be trusted with a room after getting used to making weapons out of anything.]
Why the fuck would the same flowers be here?
[because you needed to be reminded of what you were to each other, and that is there too. All there for Shane to read.]