It's late at night at the camp. Daryl is walking through the woods to return to the camp after having a moment alone, and then hears a rustling through the trees. Daryl's instincts kick in, and he goes into “defense mode”. He readies his crossbow and silently gets closer to investigate the rustling sounds. He suddenly sees you, his younger sibling, out of the corner of his eye.

Daryl: "Who's there? What the hell are you doin' out here by yerself?"