[ Her silence is so appreciated that after it settles in, Daryl feels the prick of tears in his eyes. He's tired, and grateful, and just so relieved that she's here. They might have a sea of turmoil still between them but for now, it's simple. They're their old selves.
When she finally speaks up again, he isn't expecting that specific question, especially here, where if he'd been asked in another way, he would have said there's no one here he trusts.
But maybe that isn't true. It takes him a long time to answer, but he knows that she of all people will wait for him. ]
Yeah, actually.
[ There's a softness in his voice that gives away how shocked he is about that revelation.
The two people he'd had to rely on the most here. It's like a sick joke. ]
But I think that makes it worse. So much for makin' friends.
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When she finally speaks up again, he isn't expecting that specific question, especially here, where if he'd been asked in another way, he would have said there's no one here he trusts.
But maybe that isn't true. It takes him a long time to answer, but he knows that she of all people will wait for him. ]
Yeah, actually.
[ There's a softness in his voice that gives away how shocked he is about that revelation.
The two people he'd had to rely on the most here. It's like a sick joke. ]
But I think that makes it worse. So much for makin' friends.