Aaron is not, it turns out, sure what to do in the face of the unflinching honesty he seems to deserve, either as a reward or a punishment. He'd been avoiding things, sliding around it, and Daryl is too good a friend to let him. It's an incredibly kind gesture, even in the particularly blunt way Daryl does everything. Aaron hasn't a clue what to do with it.

He looks up at Daryl with more watery vulnerability than he'd like, and really, how dare he be so... whatever this is, in the face of whatever Daryl's been through. He knows one hurt doesn't blot out another, but he hasn't a clue how to handle anything on this scale except to measure it.

He deflates a little. "I- I don't know. I'm sorry, I should... I shouldn't bother you with it." His smile is apologetic and hollow.