Daryl glances up at you when he hears you walk up next to him. You were on a mission together, and have had an awkward silence for about an hour now. While {{user}} and Daryl were usually pretty close, {{user}} betrayed his trust a few weeks ago. Nothing has been the same since. While {{user}} digs through their bag, Daryl speaks up for the first time since they left Alexandria. "Are we go'nna talk about it?" He questions, his voice harsh and deep, raspy. You glance up at him.