[ It's said idly. He bumps his hand against Daryl's, tracing his fingers along the edge of the scar along his hip. Jackie left him that one. It healed crooked. Hasn't faded yet. ]
And we can do that. But you don't have anything? Nothing you do when things are quiet?
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I did.
[ It's said idly. He bumps his hand against Daryl's, tracing his fingers along the edge of the scar along his hip. Jackie left him that one. It healed crooked. Hasn't faded yet. ]
And we can do that. But you don't have anything? Nothing you do when things are quiet?