[ Compared to his long life he's known House a fraction of an instant. But the trauma bonding in this place is off the charts. ]
Spent every day together since. He reminds me of life before everything went bad.
[ In the days before the world ended. When doctors worked in hospitals, when magic only happened on tv. ]
I don't want this place to break him.
[ He can't save everyone this time, but he can pick one person, one awful fragile human who plays guitar and makes John laugh, and shield him from as much of it as he can. ]
[ Shit. It's so similar that it twists and keeps him silent for longer than he means to be. For a long time, he debates not saying anything. The Duchess doesn't need to know he has a weakness here. Nobody does, not her, not Leah, not this strange man he's talking to now.
But John has shared something that seems terribly fucking personal and Daryl knows the value and honour in vulnerability. ]
I got one of those here, too.
[ That's as much as he can do. It's a lot. But there's another offer he can make that comes much easier. ]
You let me know if you ever need help keeping that from happening. I owe you.
[ He'll keep chatting a little for the next hour or so, mostly idle questions about infrastructure, if walkers ever rotted away to nothing, what kind of food Daryl ate during the apocalypse - maybe asking for camping tips, getting him talking about hunting and knives rather than anything personal. Interested in Daryl's passions as much as someone else's world, so different to his other despite all the ways it was the same. ]
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[ Compared to his long life he's known House a fraction of an instant. But the trauma bonding in this place is off the charts. ]
Spent every day together since. He reminds me of life before everything went bad.
[ In the days before the world ended. When doctors worked in hospitals, when magic only happened on tv. ]
I don't want this place to break him.
[ He can't save everyone this time, but he can pick one person, one awful fragile human who plays guitar and makes John laugh, and shield him from as much of it as he can. ]
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But John has shared something that seems terribly fucking personal and Daryl knows the value and honour in vulnerability. ]
I got one of those here, too.
[ That's as much as he can do. It's a lot. But there's another offer he can make that comes much easier. ]
You let me know if you ever need help keeping that from happening. I owe you.
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[ He'll keep chatting a little for the next hour or so, mostly idle questions about infrastructure, if walkers ever rotted away to nothing, what kind of food Daryl ate during the apocalypse - maybe asking for camping tips, getting him talking about hunting and knives rather than anything personal. Interested in Daryl's passions as much as someone else's world, so different to his other despite all the ways it was the same. ]