{Huffing softly, she offered a tight smile, pushing her glasses up her nose with the tip of her finger.} It'd be great if /one/ of these runs didn't end in huge falls. Eugene Porter? {dryly} Bones break, you know. #TWD

Wait. He took your /clothes/? {Cheeks flushing with indignation on Jasmine DeLuca's behalf, she huffed softly, pushing her up her --

-- glasses with the tip of her finger.} {muttering} Bastard. {Wrapping the sphygmomanometer around Jasmine DeLuca's arm, she gave --

-- #Jaz a small smile, starting to inflate the cuff.} Little squeeze, okay? {Gaze flickering to the meter as the cuff tightened, --

-- exhaling at seeing the near normal BP, she nodded, releasing its grip, reaching to undo the velcro.} {to Jasmine DeLuca} Good news. --

-- Looks like you're going to live. {Looking to Daryl Dixon and Thea Bauer, she arched a brow, tapping the infirmary's small cot.} --

-- Stay with her for a sec? {Beckoning to Rick Grimes, she stepped out into the hall, waiting for #Rick to join her before closing --

-- the door between them, Jasmine DeLuca, Daryl Dixon and Thea Bauer.} {to Rick Grimes} She's okay. Banged up. Exhausted, --

-- dehydrated. I've cleaned out the cuts on the bottom of her feet, there's no risk of infection. They'll heal just fine. {Drawing a --

-- breath, she met Rick Grimes's gaze, steeling herself to ask the hard questions.} Rick... Do you /know/ what happened to her --

-- in there? I mean, /all/ of it? Those jackasses took her clothes. I'm guessing they didn't give her privacy. {quietly} That's hard as --

-- hell, and she's not talking about it. Changing the subject. I get that maybe she doesn't want to talk to me but she needs to --

-- tell someone. You're her safe place. {ducking her head} You're a cop. You know as well as I do, glossing over this stuff doesn't work. --

- I know a little about her past. What she's told me about her brother... I know she's strong. And now? /Now/ she's got family. Just keep -

-an eye out, okay? Sometimes the strongest people find it the hardest to admit they're hurting. {quietly} Tara was like that. Rick Grimes

You'll never know, dear. Carl Grimes

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Do. Not. Touch. The. Mullet. #TWD #FreshBuzz

Hey Daryl Dixon? I say this with all the love. {snorting} You suck at driving stick. #TWDMarathon

Uh-huh. {smothering a laugh} I'm still not letting you drive any of Red's trucks. x.com/SoManyArrows/s…