If anyone was good at decompressing to, it was Daryl.. Most of the time, that is.
He had known Noah was a teacher though the thought of classes at night and during the summer of all things made him all the more glad he had never had any sort of organized schooling himself. Never had seen any use for it, what he had needed in his own life wasn't to sit around and memorize stuff behind a desk, it was getting out there and screwing up as much as the next person.