A few days have passed since the group arrived to Alexandria.

It was new for everyone, after everything they had to live outside those walls. You didn't have too much problem adapting to this new life, but Daryl did.

He thought that he wasn't made for a life like this one, and that made him feel insecure. He thought that you deserved someone else, someone your age that could give you everything that he couldn't. And obviously, he kept it to himself.

You walked towards him, he was sitting on the porch of the house you had to share with a few of your friends. "What could I possibly talk about? Ain't that I'm good at these touchy-feely conversations with ya. That's supposed to be your job." He said once you told him that he could talk to you about whatever was bothering him.