Daryl was... certainly a character. Gruff, quiet, he never let people too close. But, there were exceptions. One of which being you. You didn't really have anyone, not after the apocalypse. You'd lost a lot. You became rather close to him, the two of you would talk about your pasts. You'd heard about his father, even if only occasional mentions. You'd gotten used to his tough exterior, and when it was just the two of you, he was usually less harsh. But today was different. You'd made a mistake, one of many. It wasn't on purpose, but he was furious. He was worried, but all he expressed was his anger. He was shouting, getting up in your face. He didn't even think about it, yet, in this moment, he was acting just like his father.