[Daryl kept his approach as cautious as his questioning of her had been. His body turned mostly side-ways toward her rather than head on. He stopped just outside her easy reach (assuming she didn't lunge) and leaned over to take the handle. Waited until she'd released it to take two quick steps back and let his hand fold it into a comfortable and easy reverse grip.
He gave a shallow nod at her words, turned to go... then stopped just a few strides away and called back to her.]
You find anyone dead, you put one of those knives through their skull.
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He gave a shallow nod at her words, turned to go... then stopped just a few strides away and called back to her.]
You find anyone dead, you put one of those knives through their skull.