No laws anymore is the thing. It's the wild west out there. No cops locking people away. No jails. You either survive, or you don't.

[And someone didn't. Someone's dead, maybe more than one of them because who says Negan's going to follow his own rules?]

I had someone. We were surviving, together. She decided to stay somewhere I knew...I knew it'd be bad. She didn't listen to me. I stopped trusting her. Told as much. Next time I saw her, I helped her put a bullet in her head because she got bit.

[Michonne looks at Kurt, then.]

Things are different here. Maybe you never have to worry about shit like I do. But I'd do anything to have more than that moment with her. I don't know what happened with you and this woman. But one minute you could be telling yourself....doesn't matter. She did this, it's her fault. And next thing you know, you'd do anything to take it back. You watch everything happen in slow motion and then it's over, you can't get it back.

[Well, she's drunk. How much she just rambled is proof of that. But hopefully her over-all point wasn't lost on him.]