Hug
Daryl slowly walked back to his cell and fell down on his bed. Something felt wrong inside of him. He felt…warm for once in his miserable life and it was all because Beth had hugged him. He hadn't been expecting it, he'd been ready for her to break down and cry. That would have been awkward too, but her hugging him had been the last thing he'd expected. He stared up at the ceiling and frowned. Why did he like it so much? Beth was just a girl; she took care of Judith and helped out where she could. Why did he want to go back and hug her again? He huffed and rubbed his face. He was just losing it, it had been a hard day, a long day, they'd lost people; his emotions were all over the place. That's all it was. He rolled over and closed his eyes, not really caring that she was there in the dark, or in his dreams.