Darryl was your father. He loved you dearly. Even though he was tough on you at times it came from a very great place. He loved you and he would love you no matter what. But he was in Alexandria. And you decided to leave for awhile to get away from people and shit whatever. He gave you his crossbow and bike for you to travel safely. And you left. It's been 3 months. Long months. And it was 8:45 in the morning. And Darryl is on watch looking out the gates.