Lee decided that he should be useful and ask if he can help out Hershel, so he approached the barn that he was working in. Upon entering, he was greeted by a few odd words.
"I'm not sure if I can trust you." Hershel flat out confessed, glaring at Lee with one eye while working with the other.
"Huh? I'm not sure I follow." He responded, confused.
"Your story, I don't buy it. If you hadn't helped my son and his friend yesterday, you'd be out on your ass. It helps that you have that little girl. How'd you get out of Atlanta?" He tested, scraping hay harder as he explained why.
"I got a ride and then I was in a wreck, I walked until I found Clementine. Then, your boy found us." Lee said, folding his arms. Honestly, he was pretty anxious about telling him this.
"Hm, well you're no worse for wear." Hershel grunted, shaking his head.
"This farms a nice plot of land." Lee said, trying to change the subject as he gazed at the long fields, crops and fence.
"Heh, if you had told me that twenty years ago I would say you were full of crap. Never was the plan, it was in the family and I guess so was I. Family is important, it's all that matters. You agree with that?" The old man asks, stopping his work for a second to ask before returning to it.
"Was brought up to, yes." Lee agreed.
"Where's your family now? Parents, wife, girlfriend?" He asked, a twinge of pain hitting Lee's chest as he asked.
"My parents are in Macon, with my brother." Lee explained.
"Well, I hope they're alright." An awkward silence took over as Hershel continued his work before he resumed talking. "But now you've got this little girl to take care of, Clementine is it? You just stumbled up on her?" He asked, raising his brow.
"Yeah, she's a lifesaver. I got attacked and she came to my rescue." Hershel didn't trust this and threw the pitchfork in his hands down.
"Can I give you a piece of advice?"
"Okay.." Lee accepted, nodding slowly.
"I don't know who you are or what you did, but you are not staying another day on this farm. I got this sneaky feeling that you're hiding something bigger than you'd like to admit. Let's say things don't get better in the city, or they get worse before they do. You're gonna have to depend on the honesty of strangers if you're gonna make it, and if those folks come to question yours, you're gonna be in trouble. But at least you have the decency to listen to a man giving you advice." Hershel said, a condescending tone in his voice. Lee glared at the man and was about to say something when the roar of an engine was heard, followed by a male scream. The two look back in surprise.
"Go! I'll get my gun!" Hershel commanded, rushing into the house as Lee ran to the source of the scream, by Duck and Shawn.. Walkers were by the fence, trying to get past the gate, and Shawn was trapped under the wheel of Ducks tractor. And then, the boy was grabbed too! Lee didn't have much time but he had to save them and quickly! But which one first?
Save Shawn
Save Duck
Do nothing
Relationships:
Hershel doesn't trust you, despite your honesty
Clementine likes you
Shawn is your friend
Duck thinks you're cool
Katjaa thinks you're sweet
Kenny thinks you're okay