Sighing through his nose, Daryl caves, waving a piece of jerky before tossing it in the dog's direction. He also shoves a piece into his own mouth, because hey. If the mutt's earned it than so has he.]
He'll learn. He got a name?
[He drops down onto the grass next to Adam, offering him a piece of jerky too. He's assuming it's not... Actually Fido.
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Sighing through his nose, Daryl caves, waving a piece of jerky before tossing it in the dog's direction. He also shoves a piece into his own mouth, because hey. If the mutt's earned it than so has he.]
He'll learn. He got a name?
[He drops down onto the grass next to Adam, offering him a piece of jerky too. He's assuming it's not... Actually Fido.
He's Adam at least that much credit.]