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[gotout]

You miss me, don't you? Yeah, I miss me too. Don't sweat it. I'll be okay. I got this. Just don't bring her around and me and you gonna be cool.

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[dirtyredneck]

You doing okay?

AHH I'm so late on this! Sorry!

[gotout]

( He's gonna just stare for a second. Don't take the slight hesitation too personally, Daryl. He's still a little nervous around you even if he won't openly admit it. He also won't admit he's also happy to see a familiar face and a friend around, but the half smile/half smirk might give it away. Then a shrug. )

Been better but I'm OK. ( a beat. A slight head tilt back. ) You?

[dirtyredneck]

[Unfortunately for Noah, Daryl's from a point in time not that long after his death. So he's not sure how to talk to the kid, prob at him for what he knows. Leaves him a lot quieter than normal as he studies him.]

I'm okay. Feel like I've been run ragged here.

[gotout]

( Luckily or unlucky for Daryl, Noah had a knack for making up for lost words—most of the time anyway. )

Let me guess. Mun running you ragged?

[dirtyredneck]

Pretty much. Least this time around I ain't in some messed up world where walkers can run and climb and think. Just some superhero playground. Ain't that great, but ain't terrible, neither.