[ The feeling of dread sits heavily in his stomach as the room is flooded with doctors and nurses. He doesn't really follow what they're saying, what little focus he has staying on his dad's face. They feel familiar, but there are entirely too many people around. Honestly, he just wants to go back to sleep.
It takes what he feels is an unnecessarily long time to find his voice. Carl is glad for the help as he sips at the water, he doesn't think he could hold anything without dropping it. ]
How-- [ The words stop and he takes a few long moments to look around the room for anything familiar. A glimpse of the life they've had. Had they somehow managed to find another civilization with actual doctors? It's similar enough to what he was told about the hospital in Atlanta.. None of this is right. His dad looks the same as he remembers, though aged from stress. With everything that has happened with Negan, it's understandable.
Negan. They can't waste any time with laying around, they have to prepare for the war they know is coming.. Carl's attention flicks to the tubes attached to his arm. He should really take those out so they can leave.
He couldn't just lay here! Even though he's just woken up, Carl feels tired down to the bone, but resists letting his eyes shut. Shifting as much as he has the energy to, he flops his head sideways on the pillow so he can better watch his dad and the door. It still makes him uneasy that they're just sitting here. What his dad says finally registers. It's been a while. What's that supposed to mean? Did he actually get Lucille to the back of the head? ]
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Date: 2017-07-01 02:15 am (UTC)It takes what he feels is an unnecessarily long time to find his voice. Carl is glad for the help as he sips at the water, he doesn't think he could hold anything without dropping it. ]
How-- [ The words stop and he takes a few long moments to look around the room for anything familiar. A glimpse of the life they've had. Had they somehow managed to find another civilization with actual doctors? It's similar enough to what he was told about the hospital in Atlanta.. None of this is right. His dad looks the same as he remembers, though aged from stress. With everything that has happened with Negan, it's understandable.
Negan. They can't waste any time with laying around, they have to prepare for the war they know is coming.. Carl's attention flicks to the tubes attached to his arm. He should really take those out so they can leave.
He couldn't just lay here! Even though he's just woken up, Carl feels tired down to the bone, but resists letting his eyes shut. Shifting as much as he has the energy to, he flops his head sideways on the pillow so he can better watch his dad and the door. It still makes him uneasy that they're just sitting here. What his dad says finally registers. It's been a while. What's that supposed to mean? Did he actually get Lucille to the back of the head? ]
'm okay. What happened?