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Katrina looked sorrowful, as she remembered Greg. She would always keep him in her memory, but it was still so painful.

"What's up with you?" Matthias asked Katrina.

"One of the members of the group that died...I was in love with him." Katrina was honest with him. Matthias sighed.

"Look, I've grown out of the whole tough love phase, since alcohol and juvie has made me more chill, but we're gonna have to have a word when we've got time."

He then turned to Trix.

"Sorry to hear that. Even assholes like me can have sympathy sometimes. Originally in our group, there were two more of us, my pitbull Spike and this Japanese-American woman, who was proficient with a katana. Akane, I think she was called. Both were ate alive by those walkers. So I shot the bastards in their heads. Well, enough painful memories, we'll make our alliance official. But you still don't have enough able-bodied people to fight those pricks."