[He can feel himself smiling just a little when she takes him seriously, when she's just going to... let him keep doing this. Not that he ever really needed her permission, not that he needs anyone's. But it's still hard for him to remember sometimes that she's by his side, that he's not just alone. And even though wanting to talk to someone about anything is still super foreign, it makes him feel lighter for it to be her.

He does let her move towards him, though, immediately back to rolling his eyes.]

Listen, please drag him. I haven't figured out his weaknesses yet but he yells at Merle a lot? There's somethin' there, I bet.

... And okay, yes, he might kiiiiinda be the grim reaper. Or one of them? Situation's not super clear. Anyway, super undead, so now we both kinda have skeleton boyfriends. Or uh, you will or whatever.