Hey, life's short. Can't waste it worry about being coy, can you? Or afterlife. Whatever they're in right now.

"Hey, I got a feeling you could step on'em and I'd say thank you." But nah, he's not about to swing his bat. He's not about to do anything at all, not unless he's got reason to. She seems safe enough to follow to that bar.

"Name's Negan, by the way."