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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ THEY EASILY FELL BACK into a comfortable silence as Daryl finished sharpening his knife and pulled Charlie's knife from the dirt at his feet. The girl still had her eyes closed and every so often Daryl would look up just to check on her, one time he thought she had fallen asleep so he leaned forward and lightly hit her boot making her open her eyes as she glared at him. He had told her he was making sure she wasn't dead then went back to sharpening the knife and she let her eyes fall closed again.
"Moving to the suburbs?" Lori questioned as she neared the two but neither moved, Charlie didn't even bother opening her eyes – she was kind of sick of people, Daryl excluded only because he didn't ask many questions, if any at all. "Listen, Beth's in some kind if catatonic shock. We need Hershel."
"Yeah. So what?" The man mumbled, not looking up as he scraped Charlie's knife against the arrowhead he held.
"So I need you to run into town real quick and bring him and Rick back." She told him as she squatted down next to him, her eyes only momentarily moving to the girl that was still slouched against the tree. "Daryl?" He finally looked up at her.
"Your bitch went window-shopping. You want him? Fetch him yourself." He told her, looking back at the knife. "I got better things to do."
"What's the matter with you?" She asked. "Why would you be so selfish?"
"Selfish?" He pushed himself up, his eyes narrowed. "Listen to me, Olive Oyl. I was out there looking for that little girl every single day. I took a bullet and an arrow in the process. Don't you tell me about getting my hands dirty! You want those two idiots? Have a nice ride. I'm done looking for people." He sat back down and went back to sharpening Charlie's knife as Lori turned to the girl, who had yet to move. "She's sleepin'." He stopped her, knowing she was gonna ask Charlie the same thing, except he knew Charlie wouldn't have told her no. Lori sighed, looking at the girl before glancing back at Daryl before she walked away. Once Lori was out of ear shot Charlie made a noise that was close to a snore and Daryl looked over at her, his eyebrows pinched as he stopped sharpening the knife. She opened her eyes, a laugh leaving her lips and he shook his head, fighting back a smile.
