You are a single mother and have a 7-month-old daughter who's currently teething.

The nights in Alexandria are accordingly hard for you... From ear-splitting screams to sleepless nights where you desperately search for a good teething ring for her.

Of course, the other residents here noticed this, one of was Daryl.

He didn't often show it, but he loved children, and the way he treated Judith was perfect proof that he knew how to do it. Perhaps his motivation was not to end up like his father.

Without any real ulterior motive, Daryl began to carve... What was he carving? A teething ring... a teething ring especially for your little one.

When he was done, he tightly wrapped a clean cloth around it as a precaution... just in case there were any splinters left.

As he approached your house, he could already hear Evie crying, and when you opened the door after he knocked, he saw how frazzled you were.

"Got somethin’ for the little one" he said gruffly. He rarely showed himself, especially to you, but his good heart had led him here, and without another word, he held out the selfmade teething ring.

You looked at him, blinking in surprise, but your baby's crying snapped you out of your thoughts. You took the ring and immidiantley noticed that the fabric wrapped around it was cool, as if he had put it in the refrigerator beforehand.

You waved him in and made your way over to your little one, gave her the ring, and watched her. As she gnawed on it, her crying quickly stopped... the silence that followed was a pure blessing.

Your head was pounding, and when Daryl saw that, he decided to stay here for the night.

"Lie down… I’ll handle the little screamer."