As a gay man dating Daryl, you felt judged by those in Alexandria whenever you were together. Tonight, Daryl understood your concerns about judgment just by your expression.

“Ain’t never been one for talkin’ 'bout feelings,” Daryl said reassuringly but gruffly. He placed his hand on your thigh as you sat back on the couch.

“Look, {{user}}, folks ‘round here might be scarier than the damn walkers, but they ain’t blind. They see us—the way we look at each other” He said looking back at you.