Beth had thought that the slight quiver she heard in his voice when he asked her to follow him was just in her imagination. None of the others seemed to notice anything off about him and as Beth rose from her chair to let him lead her around the scattered furniture in the room no one even so much as looked at them. The interior of the house was dim but Beth did not have to try very hard to dodge the obstacles in her way. After so long of living in the wilderness moving in near darkness had become a second nature for her.

Daryl led her to the steep set of stairs that led up to the small attic above the house the people in this so called 'Safe Zone' had lent for them for the night. In the morning they would be allowed to expand to other houses but for their first night the people in charge wanted them all to be in one place so they could keep a better eye on them. Beth didn't know who was less trusting, them or the people here.

She didn't really care if they were trusted at first or not. If this turned out to be as safe as they were promising than they would be able to have actual lives here. Beth felt Daryl's hand lightly brush her lower back as he led her up the stairs and she certain it was just the chill in the air that caused his fingers to slightly tremble. However she suddenly felt the need to fill the silence between them which was strange as they usually felt so comfortable around each other, no matter how still it was. Something seemed off about Daryl tonight though so she shot a quick look over her shoulder at him as she spoke.

"Its a bit exciting isn't it? Having the chance to pick out actual houses? I think I'm going to ask Maggie if I can live with her and Glenn. I just don't want to be alone." Beth turned as she reached the top of the stairs and her eyes widened in surprise. The drab little room was empty except for the center of it where a worn blanket was spread across the weathered floor. There were two cans of food resting on it and a few candles at the edges of the room provided them with a soft flickering light.

Beth found she didn't quite know what to say, Daryl had asked her to join him for dinner but she had thought that was his way of asking her to sneak out of the camp and go hunting. She hadn't been expecting this.

"This look lovely." she smiled over at him but Daryl merely cleared his throat awkwardly before pressing his hand on her lower back again and leading her towards the blanket. His hand still seemed to be trembling which Beth found to be a little strange as it was much warmer up here than downstairs.

Daryl held onto her arm as she eased down onto the blanket which Beth found to be endearingly cute. He waited until it was clear she was comfortable before sitting down across from her. Beth let herself entertain the wild thought of Daryl pulling out a chair for her to sit down in, at a white clothed table with flowers in the middle.

She shook her hand to clear her mind of such fantastical ideas as she accepted the tin can of food Daryl passed her. Their fingers brushed and Beth wondered if perhaps it was a bit too warm up here. Even in the dim light of the candles she could see that Daryl was flushed.

"Who do you think you'll live with?" Beth asked before taking a bite of her food. She smiled as the taste of peaches bloomed across her tongue. They were her favorite but they always seemed to be so increasingly hard to come by. She always tried to share the sweet fruit with everyone else so she tipped her can towards Daryl but he shook his head. "Are you going to live alone?"

Daryl swallowed a bite of his own food, which didn't look nearly as appetizing as her peaches, before answering. "Probably live with Rick."

Beth nodded as they ate in silence. Of course he would want to live with Rick, they were as close as brothers. Besides no one would want to live alone, not in this world. A half formed image of Daryl living with her flickered across her mind but Beth shook it off. She could indulge in such fantasies later.

She knew that one day they would no longer be fantasies. Daryl and her had been testing the waters of their relationship since they had been reunited three weeks ago. They had made substantial progress but they were still far from where Beth wanted them to be. She had always been a patient person though so she was willing to wait. Besides it was clear to her, and really everyone, that whatever her and Daryl were they were not just friends. If he needed a little bit of extra time to come to terms with everything than she was willing to wait.

The silence they were sitting in still seemed different than usual. Daryl also seemed to be very uncomfortable, it appeared he was having a problem looking at her for very long. He also couldn't keep still which was a surprising change in a man she had once seen not move so much as a finger for three hours straight.

"Are you feeling okay?" Beth finally asked once both of them were done with their food and Daryl had still yet to allude as to why he had wanted to eat alone with her that night. He still looked flushed and Beth was just beginning to wonder if she should force him to let Bob have a look at him when Daryl shrugged.

"Just never done this before." he admitted in a rough whisper before clearing his throat and looking away from her.

Beth shook her head at him, setting her can down on the blanket as she wondered if a fever was what was causing him not to make any sense. "Done what before Daryl?" she asked softly trying to come up with a plausible reason to feel his forehead.

Daryl's eyes suddenly locked onto hers and she was taken aback by how clear his blue eyes were. He certainly didn't look like a man who was sick.

"Youknow." he mumbled, practically incoherent as they stared at each other.

Beth shook her head in confusion but his gaze on her seemed to darken and a sudden realization overcame her.

Candlelight, dinner alone, her favorite food, a picnic blanket.

"Oh." she whispered. "This is a date." She whispered it more out of reverent shock than for actual clarification.

Daryl heard her though because his brow crinkled as he grunted. "Course its a date Greene. You didn't know that?"

Beth smiled as she looked across the blanket at him. Daryl suddenly looked uncomfortable again and he had the look on his face that usually meant he was thinking things over. She practically saw the moment he realized he had never actually clarified why he wanted to have dinner with her and she felt her smile stretch as he blushed.

It seemed that the quiver in his voice hadn't been her imagination after all.