[ He's trying not to get lost in his thoughts, trying to stay present in the moment, and the hand on his arm helps. So does the simple little assurance, which Daryl hardly thinks he deserves to accept. Not after what the day showed them, what Gabe's been through. Daryl should be the one reassuring him. ]
I know.
[ He shifts his position on the bed wider until his leg is pressed alongside Gabe's from hip to ankle. It feels good to be close, not doing anything. Just recovering. Daryl doesn't know if he'll ever actually get used to finding proximity like this comforting. ]
You'n Carol... I ain't made to be alone. Not really. 'Specially not here.
[ No matter how much he'd told himself that he deserved it back home. That he liked it. That it was what he was born to. He thinks he'd lose his mind if that's what he was left to, here. ]
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I know.
[ He shifts his position on the bed wider until his leg is pressed alongside Gabe's from hip to ankle. It feels good to be close, not doing anything. Just recovering. Daryl doesn't know if he'll ever actually get used to finding proximity like this comforting. ]
You'n Carol... I ain't made to be alone. Not really. 'Specially not here.
[ No matter how much he'd told himself that he deserved it back home. That he liked it. That it was what he was born to. He thinks he'd lose his mind if that's what he was left to, here. ]