“She gets hurt, she dies, she catches a fever, she gets taken out by a walker, she gets hit by lighting, anything happens to her: I’ll kill you.”

Daryl stated plainly outside your door towards someone else, unbeknownst to listening ears on the other side. He’d never say such a thing in front of you or the rest of the group. But everyone knew he was different to you even without words such as those.

There was just something different about him when he looked or spoke to you…