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[He can't say he blames her for not getting that gun out of his face right away... Actually, he'd probably be more worried if she did- she's afraid of him, obviously, which hopefully means she doesn't have a legion of guys behind her. It's a good sign?
There's a very, very long pause (which probably feels a lot longer than it is because, hey, gun pointed at him by a very shaky, scared kid) and then finally the weapon's dropped to her side and Daryl can breathe again, is free to look her over properly. Without that gun in her hands she looks smaller, even younger than before... Where the fuck are her parents probably isn't the smartest question, but it's the first one that comes to him regardless- kid's got no business being out here by herself...
And then there's her question, and shit, he hasn't seen anyone for miles, alive or otherwise. He shakes his head slowly.]
Ain't seen nobody like that. [He frowns.] Ain't no trains around here, neither... Where'd you come from?
[So she's alone and lost... He can't help but be reminded of Sophia, can't help comparing the two, either; this kid's got a weapon at least, maybe if Sophia'd had one... No. No, thanks. That's a road he really, really does not need to be going down right now. What he needs to be doing, he tells himself, is dealing with what's right in front of him.]
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[He can't say he blames her for not getting that gun out of his face right away... Actually, he'd probably be more worried if she did- she's afraid of him, obviously, which hopefully means she doesn't have a legion of guys behind her. It's a good sign?
There's a very, very long pause (which probably feels a lot longer than it is because, hey, gun pointed at him by a very shaky, scared kid) and then finally the weapon's dropped to her side and Daryl can breathe again, is free to look her over properly. Without that gun in her hands she looks smaller, even younger than before... Where the fuck are her parents probably isn't the smartest question, but it's the first one that comes to him regardless- kid's got no business being out here by herself...
And then there's her question, and shit, he hasn't seen anyone for miles, alive or otherwise. He shakes his head slowly.]
Ain't seen nobody like that. [He frowns.] Ain't no trains around here, neither... Where'd you come from?
[So she's alone and lost... He can't help but be reminded of Sophia, can't help comparing the two, either; this kid's got a weapon at least, maybe if Sophia'd had one... No. No, thanks. That's a road he really, really does not need to be going down right now. What he needs to be doing, he tells himself, is dealing with what's right in front of him.]