Crying. That's all what Daryl felt like doing right now. Both you and him had just been taken back by Negan after the lineup and of course Dwight just had to slide in a picture of Glenn's dead, bashed in body. All the memories and guilt came crashing down on him like a huge wave. The bat. The punch. Yells and fights. Then another wack.... A single tear falls from his eye, though he rubs it away quickly