Daryl doesn't go to the party. There's no reason for him to, he doesn't want to, it doesn't matter. Even before the Turn, he hated stupid shit like that. He hangs back, and does what he always does: patrols the halls, fails to sleep, and checks in nervously every few hours. He eventually finds Kaidan looking like he tried to sleep off a hangover.

He watches the guy hurl while leaning against the doorway. "Gotta lay back on the space booze." It's the closest he's come to telling a joke in weeks.