Maggie untangled herself from Glenn's embrace as Carol and Daryl sauntered boldly into the watchtower. She straightened her shirt down and cleared her throat.
"We were just..." Glenn began.
"No excuse's necessary," Daryl waved a dismissive hand and smirked, "We know what you two are like."
"We'll err, leave you two to it." Maggie stated grabbing Glenn's free hand and yanking him towards the door, "Bye." She added quickly.
Carol burst into fits of giggles as they walked across the forecourt. "Bless 'em."
"Bless 'em? Pft," Daryl scoffed rolling his cobalt blue eyes, "Considerin' the governors still about and we got Walker's here, there and everywhere, sex should be the last thing on their minds."
"I dunno, it's kinda sweet." Carol breathed as she leant her back against the concrete wall of the watchtower.
Daryl grunted and aimed his rifle into the distance, scouring the surrounding foliage for possible threats.
"You can't tell me you don't miss it." Carol purred.
Daryl stared fixedly ahead he ground his teeth together as he thought about his reply, "No." He bit out. The truth was there wasn't all that much to miss – a couple of drunken fumbles with random women at the back of random bars wasn't really much to write home about.
"Well, I do." Carol stated bluntly.
"Shame that husband of yours got eaten then, isn't it?" Daryl asked.
Carol scoffed, "I don't mean with him," She half-laughed, "Never with him."
"Well the way you and Tyreese been flirtin' you never know."
"Daryl." Carol breathed; she raked her fingers through her hair as he turned to look at her, "I do not flirt with Tyreese. He's a good man, that doesn't mean I want to jump his bone."
Daryl smirked slightly; he wasn't sure whether he was almost-laughing at her terminology or the fact that Tyreese had been officially moved into the friend's zone. "Poor Tyreese." The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them and a faint blush coloured his cheeks.
"Why, Mr. Dixon, was I just graced with a compliment?"
Daryl shrugged, "Don't get used to it." He replied quickly but a ghost of a smile still playing on his lips as he aimed the rifle back out at the trees.