It's so, so tempting to respond with something to the effect of 'now's good' because it's cute and cheeky and she likes the sound of it, though if she's honest she wouldn't really want him to take her up on it. Not that it wouldn't be fun, it's just that they both need to recharge a little. And for Carol, there's a little mental untangling that should go on once she can nestle today's events in with the rest of everything that's stuffed into her mind.

In the meantime, she's content with Daryl's earnest smile melting her heart and, hopefully, a hearty round of snuggling. There will be time later to let today's fond memories duke it out with her trauma.

"Good." That's all that needs saying, her intention clear enough in that one word. The other intention that seems clear enough is that they'll be staying put for a while, so Carol stretches her arms overhead and glances around. Damn, the way they landed has her blankets out of reach. She makes a put-out sound in their general direction.

"Much as I don't want to move..." Eventually this is bound to get uncomfortable, or chilly, or both.