[ Sure enough, Daryl is still injured and while he doesn't consider the wounds serious, he hasn't done a thing to take care of them. He hasn't been able to consider himself yet, not even for a minute. He has a shallow knife wound on one upper arm and another right along his cheekbone, both less dire than they were thanks to Hell's accelerated healing, but neither is closed.
He does turn his glare on Gabe when he's told to and being threatened makes him want to throw a punch, but he doesn't - because he's being told that someone needs something from him. That is something he can always hear. ]
I am here! That's the fuckin' problem.
[ He should never have left without her. It's all he keeps thinking. ]
She-- I shouldn'tve...
[ A dry, sobbing sound escapes him and he turns away fast because he can't cry in front of Gabe. ]
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He does turn his glare on Gabe when he's told to and being threatened makes him want to throw a punch, but he doesn't - because he's being told that someone needs something from him. That is something he can always hear. ]
I am here! That's the fuckin' problem.
[ He should never have left without her. It's all he keeps thinking. ]
She-- I shouldn'tve...
[ A dry, sobbing sound escapes him and he turns away fast because he can't cry in front of Gabe. ]