"Baby's fine," Daryl says, charmed and saddened that Beth's thoughts are still on Judith. Even now, she's kinder and gentler than anybody deserves, least of all him, filthy and shivering in the snow. They ought to get up, take this inside, yet Daryl can't find it within himself to give a damn what other people see. Later, he's sure, he'll kick himself for it, but for now, Beth is the axis on which the world tilts.

"They're all fine," he says a moment later. "Glenn too. Found 'em all, got everybody ready to come on up after you."

And we were so goddamn close. But he doesn't say it.