Chuckling under his breath, Rick took the crossbow, picking up very firmly on the no nonsense way Daryl wanted to go about this. It didn't surprise Rick, honestly, because Daryl didn't exactly have the most joking approach to things. Usually, Rick didn't either but sometimes he cut loose a tiny bit. More so in the past than lately but he knew he couldn't stay too tightly wound or things wouldn't turn out well for him or for anyone else.

Adjusting the thing around, Rick tried to get a feel of it before he attempted to aim at the tree. He nearly hit it but didn't account for how much kickback the thing had. "Well, shit," Rick remarked, keeping to his word and walking forward to search for the bolt to reload it and try again.

The second time he moved into position, Rick did hit the tree but not in the direct center like he wanted. "You make this look easier than it is." He gave Daryl a look, mentally reminding himself to include the man in more things. He valued Daryl and never wanted him to doubt that.

He moved forward to grab the bolt out of the tree, reloading again to have another go. He could have kept using the other bolts until he ran out but just fetching one seemed easier in the long run.