Beth walked out of the cabin, infuriated.
"So that's all you think of me, huh? Some kind of drunk prisoner?" Daryl chased after her.
"That is not all I think of you. You have a past and I see it. I see it more than you let the others see it. Who cares? Who cares what you did before all of this. It doesn't matter. Nothing before this matters," Beth's voice softened. She did not mean to hurt Daryl. She just wanted to understand.
"You keep asking me all of these questions. Just like your boyfriend, always trying to figure out the real me. I didn't grow up a princess. I had it rough. Meryl and I raised ourselves. We didn't have no ponies or daddy to do everything for us," Daryl stopped.
The father comment didn't even bother Beth. She just sat down on the stair. She looked at Daryl and at the stars. "Isn't it crazy how nothing matters? Your family doesn't matter. Your job doesn't matter. Anything before this is irrelevant, yet we always bring it up."
Daryl snickered, "it's what we're supposed to do. It helps us stay human."
Beth was quiet for a long time. "Did you have anyone? Like before all of this?"
"What? You mean like a girl?"
Beth nodded.
Daryl was silent. He looked around. "I had someone. Once. I met her at a bar. I was just looking for a one night stand," he looked down. "I fell for her after that. She said she felt the same. I was willing to change my life for her – get off the road. We kept hooking up. It meant more to me each time. We made all of these plans. We were going to get out of the streets. Get jobs. Make something of ourselves – together. Then she just left. Changed her mind. I don't even really know why. I haven't seen her since."
It grew painfully silent. Beth had trouble thinking of Daryl with someone. She just couldn't picture it. She finally said, "Do you still miss her?"
Daryl looked her right in the eye and said, "not anymore."