( This isn't anything she wants to talk about, but she doesn't have a choice like they don't. She chews and swallows. She wonders how many people any of them have killed. Her list is high. It'll just get higher. She breaks her chocolate bar in her hands. ) Most humans don't kill people at least not- not in my world before it turned to shit with walkers- zombies. There were murders but my parents never-

( They never killed anyone, and if they had, they would have gone to jail like Lee was on his way to jail when walkers happened then he didn't have to go to jail anymore. )

The first two times I killed someone, it was the hardest shit I've ever had to do, but my world's fucked up. You kill to survive. You grow up or you die.

The last time I killed someone, it- it was really hard too, because someone I cared about was about to kill someone else I cared about, but sometimes it is- sometimes it is easy. Sometimes it gets easy. I'm afraid it'll get easy for me.

( It has to, doesn't it? )