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Daryl Dixon ([personal profile] worn_wings) wrote in [community profile] what_wings_dare 2014-11-17 02:43 pm (UTC)

The mood is definitely changed. Salvageable? That remains to be seen. He rolls his eyes because what else can he do.

"I'm a damn saint," he drawls, though the sour tone is all exaggeration, there's definitely a laugh lurking behind his gaze. Still. Carol can get away with teasing him any day of the week, but it feels a little unfair to have the wildlife getting in on it. If this is their lot in life he can't complain, it's like having to worry about wearing suits and getting the laundry done, trivial enough that the frustration is a luxury.

Which... Does not make it not a frustration.

He leans back in a bit to watch her make her catch, the least the fish can do is have the decency to be a big one, damnit.

And yeah, he's not not thinking on it. Are fishy hands a deal breaker? By the standards of polite society they probably ought to be but he's really not sure he cares. It's not like they wouldn't be taking at least one more shower today anyway...

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