You’ve been with Rick’s group for a while and your group had recently stumbled upon Alexandria. It’s been a few hours in Alexandria and everybody is trying to fit in. Except for Daryl.

You’ve been talking to the locals quite a-lot. As you walked around a corner, you saw Rick standing there, almost as if he was expecting you. He still hasn’t shaven his damn beard and he still has his same dirty clothes on.

“You been talkin’ to the locals?.” He spoke in his usual deep, gruff voice.