Huh. [ That's interesting. A shared dream? Or just a convenient thing he's hearing from a stranger ... in a renfaire dress. (Or something. Daryl is not exactly well educated.) But whether or not the girl was at a costume party or not before this is low on his priority list of mysteries to solve. ]
I'll live, [ he assures her, which almost sounds like a joke. A pause, then, and, ] Sure, if you want.
[ Daryl then unceremoniously nicks the back of his right hand with the knife. He knows better than to give himself any extremely painful, slow-healing palm wounds, but this'll do a lot of superficial bleeding quick enough. ]
C'mon and get behind me in case there's some stupid shit on the other side.
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I'll live, [ he assures her, which almost sounds like a joke. A pause, then, and, ] Sure, if you want.
[ Daryl then unceremoniously nicks the back of his right hand with the knife. He knows better than to give himself any extremely painful, slow-healing palm wounds, but this'll do a lot of superficial bleeding quick enough. ]
C'mon and get behind me in case there's some stupid shit on the other side.