[ Daryl isn't glad he's still here, he's tortured by it every day, but Jesse saying so hits him harder than it has a right to. It keeps him from going any further down his self-pitying whirlpool and he just blinks at Jesse, studying him. Trying to figure out why he's said that. Why they're out on a walk right now, why they've been sharing a room. A bed.
It all suddenly seems to make a stupid amount of sense. ]
You got too much faith in me.
[ He manages a little smile, small but almost shy, way too vulnerable. He balances it by shoving Jesse by the shoulder, turning him to get him moving and walking again. ]
You've only seen me fail.
[ He's failed to get out of this place, failed to keep Jesse safe, especially from himself. Failed to stay alive. Failed to recover from that on his own without clinging to Jesse for sanity. He's on a roll here, as far as he's concerned. ]
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It all suddenly seems to make a stupid amount of sense. ]
You got too much faith in me.
[ He manages a little smile, small but almost shy, way too vulnerable. He balances it by shoving Jesse by the shoulder, turning him to get him moving and walking again. ]
You've only seen me fail.
[ He's failed to get out of this place, failed to keep Jesse safe, especially from himself. Failed to stay alive. Failed to recover from that on his own without clinging to Jesse for sanity. He's on a roll here, as far as he's concerned. ]