“I’m gonna take that as a yes.” Daryl hated that his crossbow had been messed with, and started fixing it up as they walked. Parts had been moved around, and a couple of pieces were missing. “What the hell did he do to this thing? Did he take it apart? There’s pieces missing and stuff in the wrong spots. What a fucking idiot!”
He jumped at the hand on his shoulder and looked back up at her. “Dunno why ya like me so much. Didn’t think punching ya would make ya like me. Figured it’d be the other way around. And I ain’t becoming no savior. So fuck off.”
Shoulders shrugged as Negan proceeded to walk. “Fuck if I know, I didn’t give two shits what he did to your shit honestly.” She replied before a pausing a small smirk tugging at her lips. “You can fix it if you want, at that shitty fucking brunch you don’t want.” She chuckled
There was a small nod of her head before she went back to walking towards her room. She had asked them to leave her food there and tilted her head as she whistled letting his words sink in. “Well, ain’t a lot of fucking people out there like that Daryl, and I want them because hell know if people like you come after me I could be fucked over.”
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