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“I've… never really liked my name.” You admit with a shrug, rubbing your wrists awkwardly as you try to pretend that it doesn’t bother you. When clearly it does. You can’t help it, the name feels like a weight shackled to you, –a constant reminder that you aren’t really his family. You don’t see the point, no one ever calls you by name anyway.
He stares down at you for a moment, popping his jaw as he observes you, taking notice of your nervous behavior, before he smirks and nods down at you approvingly, letting out a low chuckle. “Alright…” He pauses, rubbing at his stubble to think. “Then, how about… Eli?”
“Eli?” You question, looking up at him with a hint of curiosity. You briefly wonder where he got the name, when suddenly it dawns on you. It's a name taken straight out of his deceased wife’s name, Lucille. As the name melts on your tongue, it fills you with a strange sense of satisfaction. It feels… meaningful, like in naming you this, he’s telling you that you are his family. Or at least something more to him than just another Savior. “Eli… I… I like it.” You say softly, a small smile spreading across your face.
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Negan Smith, your coach, takes you in when the apocalypse starts.