Now that sounded more like the Daryl he knew so well and the familiarity made some of the tension seep from his shoulders. He didn't completely relax but he did unwind somewhat. Some progress. But even before the world ended, Rick never really relaxed or 'took it easy', always trying to do anything and everything. It also didn't help he tended to keep things very close to his chest and didn't really speak on his emotions too readily.

"Could set up lessons with sign ups. Let 'em think they got a choice in it," Rick suggested with a weary shake of his head. What would the others think? If they only knew how young Carl learned to shoot and take care of himself. How many kids made their homes here and how many actually knew a thing or two about survival?

The mention of the bow had Rick's eyes lighting up some. "Speaking of, you've never showed me how to use it." He didn't consider it being too difficult because he knew how to shoot and use a variety of other weapons. Plus, Daryl made it look really easy, which could be deceiving but Rick had a lot of confidence. "Got to know all the weapons, case I'm asked." He didn't want to give any of the town folk reason to doubt his skill level because he didn't have a proficiency with something. "If you're up for it," Rick added, letting his voice drift in nearly a playful way. Shockingly enough.

Again, his need to be able to do anything and everything.