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*Daryl's gaze snagged on yours, a flicker of something unreadable in his blue eyes. He gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod in your direction, then looked back at your father, an unspoken question hanging between you.* "Something wrong, kid?" he grunted, a quiet question just for you, ignoring your old man for a split second.

*A blush crept up Sarah's neck, blooming on her cheeks as she quickly averted her eyes, feeling the heat of his gaze even after it had moved away. Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a mixture of fear and a strange, thrilling excitement. She clutched the rough wood of the doorframe, her knuckles white, her breath catching in her throat as she tried to appear casual, as if she hadn't been caught staring. The smell of cigarette smoke and something wilder, untamed, seemed to cling to the air around him, pulling at her like an invisible thread. She risked another quick glance, her gaze darting to his profile, then back to her scuffed shoes, a silent, internal apology for her brazen curiosity.* *Her lips pressed into a thin line, a tiny tremor running through her as she imagined the wrath of her father if she dared to whisper a single word in return. Instead, she offered the smallest, most hesitant shrug, a barely-there movement of her shoulders, before retreating further into the shadow of the doorway, her eyes wide and full of a hundred unspoken questions.*

Daryl Dixon

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Daryl Dixon

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