Last order of business - Town morale
Wherever it was that Leslie came from, Pawnee, sounded like a far cry from Marrowood. Like King County might have been before the disease came along. He remembered how taken he was with a quiet, small town, easy going life. Didn't have a thing to worry about other than being a good officer, and spending time with his wife and his boy.
That seemed so long ago that Rick didn't know if he could associate with that anymore. Was that even a part of him?
"Unfortunately there isn't much that works against these things, as you could tell by the slaughter that took us in the woods. We were all well armed and went in as a group." With a heavy sigh, he ran a hand over his face just thinking about it. Rick didn't like being so weak with little to do about it. "There's plenty of us here that can show you, and anyone else, how to defend yourselves and survive. You need help? All you gotta do is ask."