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Your heart beat faster as you were trying to slow your breathing, still shaken from the incident that just happened.
You were out on a run with Daryl, and a few othra. Finding an old shop, with a few good supplies you could bring back. When you were all ambushed by a herd of walkers.
With your hands resting on your thighs, as you lean hunched over trying to catch your breath, Daryl walks past you.
But looks back quickly, your eyes meeting his soft yet dark blue ones. He nods; a barely seen nod, as his way of asking if you're alright.
You send a tight smile, bidding back. Confirming you're fine.
Small things like that shows you that even when he comes off a line wolf, as someone who could be seen as cold, that he really does have a heart.
