Oh good. Because those one word conversations were going so well, otherwise. What choice did he have, really? What would he do? Leave someone suffering, bleeding out, dying for some reason or another, when he had the power to do something about it? Unlikely. He just wasn't that kind of person. Maybe he'd open up to Daryl about his reasons, some time, but it was a complex thing, and for now he let it be.

He tracked his eyes over Daryl once more, then brushed himself off once more, stepping closer.

"Let's take a walk, then."