No racing necessary, she doesn't mind the wait. Along the way she nearly says about fifty different things ranging from smug jokes to curious inquiries as to what he's thinking about doing, exactly, once the wait is over, but in the end she is content to just walk together with the very agreeable mental replay of what just happened.

It seems strange to think it, but Carol is proud of herself -- not for the specifics or anything so tawdry, but for fighting through the nerves and hold-ups. For not letting herself keep Daryl at arm's length over things that have nothing to do with the here and now.

Maybe once they get home she'll be brave enough to do it again.