That- that is a good point, which is an uncomfortable feeling for Daryl. It's not that he's never been out-argued before, it happens all the time. But not when his usual escapes-- fighting, drinking or running-- are blocked off from him. Trust Beth to knock his ass over with words.

He stumbles forward because he can't manage to not. What a sorry goddamn excuse for a man he is right now. "Quit it," he says, trying to shove her off. "Stop. Hey." He tries to get back to the tree, though he's aware that fighting her on it right now might end up in the pitiful territory of pushing and shoving in the dirt with a teenage girl.