"What did you say?" Negan said, frustrated. "Smell of blood? Do you think you are a dog?"
What is this person babbling about? He doesn't seem sane in any way. His tone has a hint of provocation and ridicule. No typical person would ever say such things to a stranger that they are meeting for the first time.
If it was any other day, he would have had the interest to entertain her, but at that moment, their escape from Sedimentation Bay was of utmost priority, and the best way to deal with a fool was to silence her.
Negan increased the strength in his grip and conveyed his thoughts to his older brother.
The latter did not loosen up. "I think⦠you are mistaken. We are at the docks, killing fishes and drying them isn't a rare occurrence."
