Daryl had been assigned the task of getting information from the man they had found. They knew he had a group and needed information. Daryl spent hours trying to talk it out of him but was eventually told he had to beat it out of him. It was hard for him at first, but eventually he disassociated enough that it was fine in the moment. You would always sit outside the barn, waiting for him to leave so you could comfort him. Today was a particularly bad day, you could see it in his eyes.