Putting up with Daryl in his moods might qualify her for sainthood, even considering all the things that have happened lately.
He's a little too still when she mentions Ed; keeping to his own the way he did back outside Atlanta, Daryl can't say he knew the man well. But he knows the type, enough to guess at how bad she had it. He saw her when she put him down, the look in her eyes, and the truth is that was the first time he realized that it was bullshit, trying to keep to yourself, keep your nose out of other people's problems. It's not the same at all, he wants to say; and if he were a bigger man maybe that perspective would make it easier to brush off entirely. But he's still insecure enough that he just doesn't want to talk about it. Easier just to try and forget. For Glenn's sake, too.
He rallies a little bit at the joke, though, narrows his eyes in a way that suggests a smile brewing below the surface of his usual stoic demeanor.
"You watch yourself," he says, with an arch, warning tone, not entirely sure if he's joking or flirting.
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He's a little too still when she mentions Ed; keeping to his own the way he did back outside Atlanta, Daryl can't say he knew the man well. But he knows the type, enough to guess at how bad she had it. He saw her when she put him down, the look in her eyes, and the truth is that was the first time he realized that it was bullshit, trying to keep to yourself, keep your nose out of other people's problems. It's not the same at all, he wants to say; and if he were a bigger man maybe that perspective would make it easier to brush off entirely. But he's still insecure enough that he just doesn't want to talk about it. Easier just to try and forget. For Glenn's sake, too.
He rallies a little bit at the joke, though, narrows his eyes in a way that suggests a smile brewing below the surface of his usual stoic demeanor.
"You watch yourself," he says, with an arch, warning tone, not entirely sure if he's joking or flirting.