[center]The goat thing had entirely been ignored by Negan. Really, everything else was ignored for the moment - aside from the dipshit puppet who'd procured his dear old Lucille. The thing's downright strange mannerisms and, bluntly put, "weirdo behavior", was more than enough to deter Negan from wanting to have extended interaction with it. The way he talked was just... strange - stranger than anything Negan himself had ever seen. And he'd seen some pretty fuckin' weird shit in his time.

But... ultimately, Lucille had been handed back to him. He smiled then, a genuine one this time. No words were spoken as the barbed bad had fallen back into his grasp - but she was given a good twirl, and said twirl was accompanied by a dry chuckle. 

[color=9e0b0f][b]"You, sir,"[/b][/color] Negan paused to give Lucille another good twirl, and she was instead pointed at Spamton. He nodded once, [color=9e0b0f][b]"Have made a [i]damn[/i] fine decision."[/b][/color] And after that, Negan rested the bat up on his shoulder and turned away from the group. He didn't really give two fucks about what anyone else had to say - not at the moment, at least. 

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And as Negan walked away, he began to whistle. Eventually, he'd found a corner to call his own, which he promptly leaned against while crossing his arms.
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