Uh huh. Walkers. The whole world went to hell, like... a few months ago?

[He knows now that Clem survived, that years on, people are still clinging onto existence. Life goes on. But it's not a world he could have flourished in, even if his life wasn't cut short.

He stares at the food, eye wide. ]

That smells really good. [He doesn't have to worry about starving here, at all. He offers her a tiny smile.] Uh, sure. And you...normally can't?

[She's blatantly a ghost, Ben, come on.]