[With Jesus close enough to touch, Daryl reached out to flip the front of his coat open and give a glance inside for any signs of blood on the shirt before getting himself comfortable again. His fingers dropped away from the jacket and landed on Jesus' knee. He let them stay there for a second. Two. Three.
Tapped his fingers then pulled them back so he could start drawing the whetstone along his blade.]
Yeah? How far out? It got enough to make a day run into two or four?
[He was asking if there was enough to justify a short trip with a larger group cause there was just that much to grab, or a longer trip with just the two of them taking their time because there weren't a lot, but something might be hidden. And maybe just to have some time to themselves.]
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Tapped his fingers then pulled them back so he could start drawing the whetstone along his blade.]
Yeah? How far out? It got enough to make a day run into two or four?
[He was asking if there was enough to justify a short trip with a larger group cause there was just that much to grab, or a longer trip with just the two of them taking their time because there weren't a lot, but something might be hidden. And maybe just to have some time to themselves.]