Anyone still capable of taking joy in life is obviously a kid. Don't question this world-weary wisdom. (Daryl is also like thirty.)
The fact that he seems genuinely surprised, perhaps even confused, by the idea that kidnapping someone in a warzone would accrue him personal gain only bolsters this opinion, in Daryl's eye. Damn, look at this kid.
But it's a deflection that brings them further from the subject of undead monstrosities covering the face of the Earth, so Daryl will take it. "We ain't friends," he says. "Why you so quick to hate 'em? You ain't lived with 'em," which, in Daryl's mind, is all the reason one needs to loathe the bastards, "you ain't from here."
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The fact that he seems genuinely surprised, perhaps even confused, by the idea that kidnapping someone in a warzone would accrue him personal gain only bolsters this opinion, in Daryl's eye. Damn, look at this kid.
But it's a deflection that brings them further from the subject of undead monstrosities covering the face of the Earth, so Daryl will take it. "We ain't friends," he says. "Why you so quick to hate 'em? You ain't lived with 'em," which, in Daryl's mind, is all the reason one needs to loathe the bastards, "you ain't from here."