[ Rick allows a beat to transpire there like Daryl might jump in and do this for him, but he doesn't entirely expect it of Daryl, doesn't hope for one thing or another, and the task is left to him all the same. Which is probably good and right. Daryl did his part.
He stoops down, as he is sometimes wont to do with Carl, taking a knee to speak on level like his son is still eight instead of growing into the man he is, or will be not so long away from now. ]
It's Judith. She survived.
[ His eyes are very bright and clear and serious and direct. ] He says it was Tyreese, and Carol, that got her out, kept her safe all this time. She's alive, back home.
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He stoops down, as he is sometimes wont to do with Carl, taking a knee to speak on level like his son is still eight instead of growing into the man he is, or will be not so long away from now. ]
It's Judith. She survived.
[ His eyes are very bright and clear and serious and direct. ] He says it was Tyreese, and Carol, that got her out, kept her safe all this time. She's alive, back home.