Daryl neither understands nor misunderstands. He thinks he gets it, which is his own sort of success. He's surprised by the maturity of the request, impressed, and doesn't, strictly, disapprove. He wouldn't want to have Beth killing on Princess Bitch's orders, honestly. He doesn't want her killing at all, not unless she has to.

Whatever happened to her in that hospital changed her, he knows that. She seems to have come out of it stronger than he'd ever guessed. Something like pride wells up in him. She'll outlive him. He'll make sure of it.

Gently, softly, he touches her shoulder. It's only for a second, and then he's stood, the moment passed. "Good," he says. "You ain't nobody's soldier." Remember that.