Seeing him like that caused her to break too. She didn't understand why he was talking to her like this, and it hurt. She trusted him so much that she wanted to comfort him, but wasn't sure how to go about doing it when she was the one hurting him like this. She had never heard a sound close to a sob come out of him before, and now he was giving them off and begging her to stop talking.
She stared over at him, eyes burning with tears as heartbreak slowly crossed over her features. She wasn't sure how to fix him, how to make whatever was wrong better. That was what her job was, what she prided herself in being able to do. She'd never be one of the fighters, like Daryl or Rick was. She was the nurturer, the one who took care of everyone else. And right now, she had been rendered useless.
"Daryl, please." She pleaded with him in return, voice cracking.
"Don't make me go away. I don't have anywhere else to go."
And before she had time to deliberate with herself over whether or not it was a good idea, she was rushing forward. She tried to wrap her arms around him in a hug, something tight and a silent plea for him to not turn her out after she had found him again.
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She stared over at him, eyes burning with tears as heartbreak slowly crossed over her features. She wasn't sure how to fix him, how to make whatever was wrong better. That was what her job was, what she prided herself in being able to do. She'd never be one of the fighters, like Daryl or Rick was. She was the nurturer, the one who took care of everyone else. And right now, she had been rendered useless.
"Daryl, please." She pleaded with him in return, voice cracking.
"Don't make me go away. I don't have anywhere else to go."
And before she had time to deliberate with herself over whether or not it was a good idea, she was rushing forward. She tried to wrap her arms around him in a hug, something tight and a silent plea for him to not turn her out after she had found him again.