The Safehouse was quiet as usual when Negan arrived.
He entered to find Kyrie on the couch with the sitting area cleaned up and the scent of something rather familiar in the air.
He was a casanova in his own right so he would know.
Kyrie had noticed Negan entering the vicinity of the safehouse in the periphery of his thoughts even as his hand still caressed the pendant. The significance that came with it still weighed on him.
" You okay? "
Negan asked while he moved closer to Kyrie.
"Yeah, just overfed " he responded.
Negan chuckled.
"A day with Edwin can do that to you,–by the way, White suits you "
He remarked while he moved to the kitchen and picked up a snack.
"The driver is gone. We're switching vehicles."
Kyrie stood.
"Why?"
"Can't be too careful. Saul agreed to the terms, but that doesn't mean everyone in his organization got the memo."
Negan turned back to him. "Different car, different route. Simple precaution."
