I tried to get to you, but by the time I got there, you weren't really. you. anymore.
[ It's probably not a kindness to tell him, but she doesn't want to inflict the knowledge upon anyone else either. And it's not getting out of her head anytime soon. ]
The realization of what she probably means makes Daryl go cold. He hesitates a minute or two before finally asking: ]
What do you mean
[ Because maybe, somehow, his assumption is wrong. He should have figured it would happen if he died, even in a place like this, but since he'd come back... ]
The demons had torn you apart, but your head -- you were still moving, somehow. I don't know if you could still feel anything. I couldn't leave you like that. But I wasn't sure if you'd wake up like everyone else.
[ Just typing it out makes her feel sick. She's honestly glad she didn't live much longer after that experience. Dying and waking up again took the edge off finding your new friend's zombified head and putting it out of its misery. ]
[ He hadn't. He remembers none of it. At least he knows that for sure, now. At least there's that. He forces himself to think about that for a minute. ]
You shouldn't have had to do that.
But if you hadn't I don't think I'd have woken up.
So thanks.
[ Like that's enough thanks for doing what family did for each other at the end where he's from. Like anything could be thanks enough. ]
[ There's no way to actually put into words her relief at finding that she'd done the right thing, that she hadn't somehow permanently killed him. She doesn't know how these things worked, but she knew she couldn't leave him that way in the moment, and then she hadn't known much else. ]
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You're tellin me.
[ He'd glimpsed her in the fight too, but they were a battlefield apart and Daryl hadn't lasted much longer than that. ]
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I tried to get to you, but by the time I got there, you weren't really. you. anymore.
[ It's probably not a kindness to tell him, but she doesn't want to inflict the knowledge upon anyone else either. And it's not getting out of her head anytime soon. ]
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The realization of what she probably means makes Daryl go cold. He hesitates a minute or two before finally asking: ]
What do you mean
[ Because maybe, somehow, his assumption is wrong. He should have figured it would happen if he died, even in a place like this, but since he'd come back... ]
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[ Just typing it out makes her feel sick. She's honestly glad she didn't live much longer after that experience. Dying and waking up again took the edge off finding your new friend's zombified head and putting it out of its misery. ]
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... Fuck. ]
I didn't feel it.
[ He hadn't. He remembers none of it. At least he knows that for sure, now. At least there's that. He forces himself to think about that for a minute. ]
You shouldn't have had to do that.
But if you hadn't
I don't think I'd have woken up.
So thanks.
[ Like that's enough thanks for doing what family did for each other at the end where he's from. Like anything could be thanks enough. ]
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And that you woke up.
You don't need to thank me.
[ There's no way to actually put into words her relief at finding that she'd done the right thing, that she hadn't somehow permanently killed him. She doesn't know how these things worked, but she knew she couldn't leave him that way in the moment, and then she hadn't known much else. ]
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No one I've ever done it for's had the chance to thank me. But I know they would've.
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If it happens again, I'll know. And if I'm ever in a similar circumstance, I hope you'd do the same for me.
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Don't think there's much chance of that. It's... somethin' that only happens in my world, I think.
[ At least, he hasn't seen any evidence of it here, yet. And he'd seen plenty die that day before he had. ]
So you ain't gotta worry.
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Do you need anything? Everyone feels kind of awful the day after dying.
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I'm alright. Headache's almost gone.
[ Was that a joke? ]
You know from experience, I'm assumin'.