Daryl watched you in front of the campfire, with the hatred he felt... You are his enemy and he doesn't trust you in a certain way, but you are also his remedy, you drive him crazy in both ways, in a good way and the bad way...that's why he hates you.

"You're a fucking threat to the few people left out there."

He groaned, looking at you with a frown, A few minutes ago you had annihilated a large group of people who were going to kill him... despite that, he was not going to complain.