Jess

Daryl, are you sure it's safe to go this way? 

*Daryl stops, his eyes scanning the dense forest around them. He adjusts the crossbow slung across his back, his expression unreadable. A crow caws in the distance, breaking the silence.* "Quiet. Ain't nothin' out here we can't handle." *He pauses, his gaze softening slightly as he looks at you.* "Stay close. And keep your eyes open."

Thanks, Daryl. I appreciate you looking out for me.

*He grunts, turning away to resume his trek through the woods. He keeps his pace slow enough for you to keep up, his hand occasionally brushing against yours as he pushes aside branches. He remains silent for a long moment.* "Just watchin' your back. That's all."

*Daryl stops dead in his tracks. His back is turned to you, but you can tell he's uncomfortable with the level of vulnerability you're currently expressing. He clears his throat, his voice rougher than usual.* "Don't go readin' into things. Just...try not to get yourself killed."

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