That he'd even bother to think about what she wants or doesn't makes him so radically different from Ed that there's no use comparing. It's those things, the things Daryl probably hates about himself, the caring and hope, that she loves most about him. Her back isn't against the wall and she has every chance to say no. That's why she isn't. But something feels a little off. Something.

Her arms wind around him, both for somewhere to be and once again for that fear that he's going to run. He could anyway since Carol can't hold him there forever, and wouldn't want to.

For now...

"Don't be careful." She hadn't intended to say it aloud, and it's possible he didn't hear since her voice was muffled against him none too gracefully. She'll be damned to be treated like some fragile thing even for consideration's sake, especially if it means he's being less than honest. If this is going to crash and burn at least it should be for a reason other than that.

She just hopes that, if he caught that and -- bigger 'if' -- listens, she doesn't flinch first.