Week 1-2 [For Carl, adjusting to a new situation is easy and at the same time not. On one hand, he has Daryl and Carol and all the experience in surviving he thinks he needs to get by. But on the other, he doesn't know the entire group of people he is walking with to whatever place was next. That is why for he tries to keep himself busy by helping where he can and getting to know whom ever he bumps into for any period of time.
His skills include but are not limited to helping start fires, volunteering to run supplies around where they need to be, salvaging or scavenging in organized groups to collect supplies, and the occasional trail and error efforts to trap smaller creatures closer to camp at nightfall. He is easily approachable at any of these times. Or even during the day when all they are mostly doing is walking.
And if asked what he is doing or if he is doing okay by either friend or stranger, the answer usually the same. He is doing nothing much or trying to help like everyone else. He's doing his part.]
Week 3 [What may come to be more apparent when they explore the caves and learn of the monsters in them, is that this kid carries almost a small armoury of weapons on his person. Two guns, one knife, and one machete. In total four weapons more than what most might think he should have, but perhaps fortunately does have. He doesn't look like he gets questioned about it all the time, but maybe someone should ask!
On the flip side, when the monsters are attacking them, maybe he might be willing to lend one to an unarmed person if just asked nicely.]
Week 4 [As happy of an occasion this should be, Carl is feeling only exhaustion finally sinking into his young bones with the momentum of weeks worth of walking fading away from his body with it all being finished, over with. On top of that, he's run out of clean bandages to use to hide his missing eye and has only his hair to hide it. So that's another thing... Which is more draining on his sensitives, though.
The kid doesn't join the festivities, instead just noticeably hangs out on the edges of it like a boy wallflower or mouse that occasionally only gets close to warm up by the fire or eat. He's not in the mood to have fun anyway, just to rest up in the coming days so he can help with what's next. Because there's always a next.]
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[For Carl, adjusting to a new situation is easy and at the same time not. On one hand, he has Daryl and Carol and all the experience in surviving he thinks he needs to get by. But on the other, he doesn't know the entire group of people he is walking with to whatever place was next. That is why for he tries to keep himself busy by helping where he can and getting to know whom ever he bumps into for any period of time.
His skills include but are not limited to helping start fires, volunteering to run supplies around where they need to be, salvaging or scavenging in organized groups to collect supplies, and the occasional trail and error efforts to trap smaller creatures closer to camp at nightfall. He is easily approachable at any of these times. Or even during the day when all they are mostly doing is walking.
And if asked what he is doing or if he is doing okay by either friend or stranger, the answer usually the same. He is doing nothing much or trying to help like everyone else. He's doing his part.]
Week 3
[What may come to be more apparent when they explore the caves and learn of the monsters in them, is that this kid carries almost a small armoury of weapons on his person. Two guns, one knife, and one machete. In total four weapons more than what most might think he should have, but perhaps fortunately does have. He doesn't look like he gets questioned about it all the time, but maybe someone should ask!
On the flip side, when the monsters are attacking them, maybe he might be willing to lend one to an unarmed person if just asked nicely.]
Week 4
[As happy of an occasion this should be, Carl is feeling only exhaustion finally sinking into his young bones with the momentum of weeks worth of walking fading away from his body with it all being finished, over with. On top of that, he's run out of clean bandages to use to hide his missing eye and has only his hair to hide it. So that's another thing... Which is more draining on his sensitives, though.
The kid doesn't join the festivities, instead just noticeably hangs out on the edges of it like a boy wallflower or mouse that occasionally only gets close to warm up by the fire or eat. He's not in the mood to have fun anyway, just to rest up in the coming days so he can help with what's next. Because there's always a next.]