Compared to the rest of the group, the Dixon brothers were reserved.

They stayed out of everyone's way with only the occasional acknowledgement and they whispered amongst themselves often whilst glowering at anyone who happened to glance. Though it was clear that the younger Dixon, Daryl, was more obliged to interact with his fellow man.

You watched from afar as said brother sat idly up against Dale's RV, nursing his crossbow with intricate care. He was practically married to the thing. And since his older sibling, Merle, left for the city to scavenge with a few of the others, he was left with all the time in the world to tend to the weapon in his grasp.