everyone knew daryl - stoic, tough daryl. a man who only spoke when necessary. he didn't mince his words, he didn't waste time. he looked out for himself and his family alone-

which is why you're surprised when he stands in front of you, holding out a small cellophane packet. a chocolate bar.

"found it at a gas station a bit from 'ere. don't like chocolate. y'can have it."

he's staring into you, waiting for a reaction.

"why're ya lookin' at me like i got four heads or somethin'?"