dadyl: (099 ;; stare)
𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕪𝕝 𝕕𝕚𝕩𝕠𝕟 ([personal profile] dadyl) wrote 2023-09-15 04:10 am (UTC)

[ What's it like?

Of all the things Daryl isn't expecting to feel after being asked the question, it's lost. How can he even start to tell him? What exactly does he want to know? What the world was like for so long, what he's done? All the impossible things he's seen people accomplish, all the horror he's learned others are capable of? All the death, the unending, ever-present threat of loss?

All of it and nothing shows on his face for a flash but when Jesse asks about his brother, Daryl looks away. Blinks to clear his eyes. How has it all hit him so fast, with just a couple of questions? ]


Nah. I lost him.

[ He swallows, trying to grind down on the rush of emotions because damn it, they're in public and there's no point in getting worked up about any of this. He's fucking stuck here, he's trapped and the only way he'll survive to finally get free is if he doesn't do this to himself. He knows that. He's been trying. ]

I was lookin' for him when I... [ Ended up here. With you. ] But I don't wanna talk about him.

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