[Ain't it nice when the place gives you a damn break? Or when any place gives you a break?
Daryl presses his fingers into the dog's slightly wrinkled forehead when it snuffles and noses his arm, following the groove up to scratch it behind the ears.]
Yeah. Good for a hunt--
[Also everything else; don't let his aloofness fool you, Adam, he'd wanted a damn dog as a kid and that desire is still in there somewhere... Even if, like Adam, he doubts his ability to be responsible for something other than himself.
He snorts. Stubborn? Yeah, he bets.]
Food helps.
[Or blow.
Wait, no, that's Merle.
Whatever; he reaches into his pocket and pulls out two smallish slices of jerky. His lunch... But he can share, he supposes. Ain't like he can't just grab more.
He waves it just slightly, enough to waft the scent over to the monster!dog, though he's pretty sure he doesn't have to go that far.]
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Daryl presses his fingers into the dog's slightly wrinkled forehead when it snuffles and noses his arm, following the groove up to scratch it behind the ears.]
Yeah. Good for a hunt--
[Also everything else; don't let his aloofness fool you, Adam, he'd wanted a damn dog as a kid and that desire is still in there somewhere... Even if, like Adam, he doubts his ability to be responsible for something other than himself.
He snorts. Stubborn? Yeah, he bets.]
Food helps.
[Or blow.
Wait, no, that's Merle.
Whatever; he reaches into his pocket and pulls out two smallish slices of jerky. His lunch... But he can share, he supposes. Ain't like he can't just grab more.
He waves it just slightly, enough to waft the scent over to the monster!dog, though he's pretty sure he doesn't have to go that far.]