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It's good that you regret it. I just wish it never happened. Look at what happened with Carl and Jason. It totally screwed us. Carl was a rock star around here and now he's gone—all because of a disagreement that went too far. It's nuts. This is a serious survival situation. We need everyone. We can't be fighting among one another. What if we get raided again? Am I supposed to worry that you won't save my brother if he's attacked by zombies?

"Look, I'm not trying to lecture you. Of all people, god knows I shouldn't lecture anyone about how to act. But fighting my brother weakens our group. Please just think about that."

Heather runs a hand through her hair. She lights up a cigarette and takes a long draw. Rain clouds form overhead, though the air is dry and sun beats down. After a few minutes of silence, she smiles at you and offers her cigarette.