[ Walkers. It's a new word, and sounded heavy. She puts her own things down - a handy multi-tool she'd been using to fix a couple of tricky cabinet doors - ready to ask more about walkers, but he's already moved on to something that makes her frown. ]
Don't gotta keep doing what, exactly? The Dome? [ Her hands find her hips. ] Why not?
( Daryl knows that posture. That tone. He's seen it from Carol, from Maggie, from Beth. He's guessing he hit a nerve.
He sighs as he takes a step closer, reaching out to pick up the multi-tool, and rolling it from one hand to the other as he looks down at his hands. It's an excuse not to have to look at her for a minute. )
Yeah, the Dome. ( His jaw flexes, and he does look up from behind messy bangs after a moment. ) You're just doin' it for the money, right? The more I can find, the less money you gotta make. No reason to be fuckin' around with that if you don't have to.
( And maybe she can sense it through their bond - the quiet worry he feels imagining her in the Dome, fighting someone with a power like hers or stronger. What might happen to her. He's seen what people will do for money, and it ain't pretty. )
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Don't gotta keep doing what, exactly? The Dome? [ Her hands find her hips. ] Why not?
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He sighs as he takes a step closer, reaching out to pick up the multi-tool, and rolling it from one hand to the other as he looks down at his hands. It's an excuse not to have to look at her for a minute. )
Yeah, the Dome. ( His jaw flexes, and he does look up from behind messy bangs after a moment. ) You're just doin' it for the money, right? The more I can find, the less money you gotta make. No reason to be fuckin' around with that if you don't have to.
( And maybe she can sense it through their bond - the quiet worry he feels imagining her in the Dome, fighting someone with a power like hers or stronger. What might happen to her. He's seen what people will do for money, and it ain't pretty. )