She had assumed he had lived a less than idyllic life, but not the extent of the violence inflicted upon him. So many things started to make sense: from Merle, to his hard resolve, to the almost wistful way that she would catch him watching her with her family. Lightly, she traced the scarring with her fingers - as though reading a book of braille, desperate for answers. Daryl/OC

"I almost wish that you had been a walker. You always know what to expect with walkers at least. You never have to be suspicious of their motives, their intentions. They just want to eat you. That bit of certainty in these uncertain times is comforting, don't you think?" Daryl/OC