[Enid doesn't answer right away, instead she looks at Rick's closed door trying to figure out what just happened here. And she absent-mindedly pats the puppy on the head in response to its whimpers as she processes though, eventually turning her eyes to Carl and murmuring back.]
I don't know what happened to him. That's just the way I found him. He didn't say anything else.
[Nothing cluing her into his problem for certain, at least.]
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I don't know what happened to him. That's just the way I found him. He didn't say anything else.
[Nothing cluing her into his problem for certain, at least.]