[ Oh, pookie. She doesn't dare say it again, just sighs and tilts her head to rest on top of his own, just sitting with him in silence for a minute. It may not be traditional pain or torture, but for someone as private as Daryl, she knows how terrifying showing that kind of vulerability must be. Especially when he hadn't had a choice in the matter.
Even now, she can sense the lingering effects as they fade, in Daryl's willingness to get close and...there's no other word for it but cuddle. All she can do is hope that he doesn't feel embarassed about that later on, too. She doesn't have the heart to push him away. ]
I know it's hard.
Was it with...someone you trust?
[ She's not sure if 'they' means he'd literally had multiple partners, or if he's being extra careful to be vague about whoever he'd been with, and she's not going to ask. ]
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Even now, she can sense the lingering effects as they fade, in Daryl's willingness to get close and...there's no other word for it but cuddle. All she can do is hope that he doesn't feel embarassed about that later on, too. She doesn't have the heart to push him away. ]
I know it's hard.
Was it with...someone you trust?
[ She's not sure if 'they' means he'd literally had multiple partners, or if he's being extra careful to be vague about whoever he'd been with, and she's not going to ask. ]