[There is something in this man that reminds him of Rick Grimes. Something that makes him twitch.

That instinctive respect however, that straightening of his back - he can't shake that. He'll never shake that. As much as he wants to lead Shane is built to follow. His lips press together]

I walk a perimeter every evening. [He's ashamed of that.] ...least I used to. ....Easier then sleeping in here.

[He exhales] And I wasn't planning on doing anything. We talked and he fucking creeps me out. Some kind of blank soldier. I don't give a shit.

[No what he is doing and will do, if he gets a chance is get into a normal room that's not his and begin making weaponry.]