[ When that sure touch falls away it's both a relief and a loss and Daryl sniffs hard and swallows. Looks away out at the water like it can steady him. He squeezes his hands into fists to stop them from shaking and huffs a dismissive sound at the question.
But when Gabe reads him like a book, Daryl's defiance breaks with a sigh. ]
no subject
But when Gabe reads him like a book, Daryl's defiance breaks with a sigh. ]
It ain't bad.
[ For him. ]