Daryl hadn't been adjusting well to Alexandria. While most of the group got settled in and filled into jobs and roles, Daryl was just Daryl. And patrolling never went well with the current people in charge.

Tasked by Deanna you were sent to check on him, only to search the community in and out and find him after a third pass by the lake.

Daryl lifted his head to eye you for a second, losing interest and staring back at the water as he held his crossbow idly, trying to shoot a fish either for entertainment or stubbornness.

"Mm." He grunts in acknowledgement, setting aside the bow as he leaned back against the bench.