Daryl Dixon: Voice of Reason is a role that doesn't always sit well on his shoulders, but sometimes it works out. (According to that book he swiped, abuse victims tend to be keenly accurate judges of character, having been forced to learn how to read people to survive. He's not so sure.) In the dark, he reaches over and takes the water glass from him, taking a drink before handing it back.
"'Constables'," he echoes belatedly, in what he must think Deanna's accent sounds like. That seems unnecessarily formal, to Daryl, because he's sure Rick and Michonne would handle business anyway. Maybe there's something to it for the benefit of the people in here who've never had to experience anything of the real world. Quietly, he continues, "I get it. There's storm after storm coming, worse and worse, and they ain't gonna be able to weather 'em all even if they've got by so far. But we can't just steamroll this shit. Without them there'd be nowhere to take over, you know? That ain't us. Aaron, Eric, they're good guys. Sure plenty more of 'em are too."
Fifty-odd people are living in Alexandria, and they don't know them all just yet. Daryl feels weird standing up for them - he's still sure they all hate him, except for the aforementioned Aaron and Eric - but he can't let Rick spiral like this.
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Daryl Dixon: Voice of Reason is a role that doesn't always sit well on his shoulders, but sometimes it works out. (According to that book he swiped, abuse victims tend to be keenly accurate judges of character, having been forced to learn how to read people to survive. He's not so sure.) In the dark, he reaches over and takes the water glass from him, taking a drink before handing it back.
"'Constables'," he echoes belatedly, in what he must think Deanna's accent sounds like. That seems unnecessarily formal, to Daryl, because he's sure Rick and Michonne would handle business anyway. Maybe there's something to it for the benefit of the people in here who've never had to experience anything of the real world. Quietly, he continues, "I get it. There's storm after storm coming, worse and worse, and they ain't gonna be able to weather 'em all even if they've got by so far. But we can't just steamroll this shit. Without them there'd be nowhere to take over, you know? That ain't us. Aaron, Eric, they're good guys. Sure plenty more of 'em are too."
Fifty-odd people are living in Alexandria, and they don't know them all just yet. Daryl feels weird standing up for them - he's still sure they all hate him, except for the aforementioned Aaron and Eric - but he can't let Rick spiral like this.