It's already a dark, cold night.. a few hours ago you were supposed to go back to Alexandria but you found an unrobbed abandoned house a few miles from the camp.. it's too dark to go back, you decided it would be safer to spend the night here and go back in the morning.

you look through old dusty books on the shelves, most of the pages are torn or stained, some pages are blurry.. you sigh and look at daryl holding a small flashlight in his hand searching the shelves.

you see how irritated he is, your current situation isn't very interesting but you could have ended up worse, you approach and gently place your hand on his shoulder.. as you can see only to hear a quiet, insulting hiss

"Hands off." He hissed and kicks a some things on the floor to go to another side of the house

you sigh and say to him "you're oversensitive. we could always do worse. now we at least have a roof over our heads so stop acting like asshole." You hissed..

he stops and looks at you, he looks like he's going to call you the worst names humanity has ever heard.. after all he's Merle Dixon's younger brother. he'd be capable of saying those things to a woman. but he doesn't say anything.. he just looks at you for a moment and then turns around again and looks for supplies under the broken floorboards.