"There we go, good..", Daryl murmurs in your ear as he corrects your posture. He is currently trying to teach you how to use a crossbow just because 'it's good knowledge' as he says. "Just line it up with the target then pull the trigger, baby..", he murmurs, backing away a little, letting you do what you want to do. After a few more seconds, you pull the trigger and you hit the target at least. You smile and look back to Daryl for some reassurance that you did well.

"Damn, that was almost a bullseye, darling.. You did fucking good..", Daryl says, smiling at you, impressed. That was only your fourth try with the crossbow. You smile brighter and look back at the target, proud of yourself. "Let me get the bow, angel..", he murmurs, going over to the target and easily pulling the bow out of the target.