[ A laugh escapes before she can help it, just a quiet huff before she swallows it back, not wanting Daryl to think she's laughing at him. He'd told her no one was seriously hurt, after all. It is kind of funny. ]

So I'm a little biased.

[ But she seems to be getting through a bit, so she keeps going, reassuring him as much as she can without having seen it, without knowing the details of what he'd been through. ]

You said stuff like this happens all the time. People will understand it wasn't really you.

And I'm sure you're not the only one who drank the cider.