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Daryl Dixon (littledixon) wrote in makebelievelog,

Daryl had been in that state, that state of nearly asleep, nearly completely out of it, and just about to be gone from the world when he felt something touching his face. He had a flash of -- something. He was not even sure of what. It could have been a sudden fear of a walker hand reaching for him. Or it could have been his father. Or maybe even goddamned Merle trying to reach for him. Either way, the sudden realization that something or someone was touching him in his sleep sent him in an immediate panic. His hand shot up and grabbed her tiny bony one in his hand in a hard grip as his blue eyes shot open. His heart was thundering in his chest from the immediate leap of fear, and it took him several seconds before his eyes focused in on Carol's face as he finally realized who he was looking at.

"W-what're ya doin'?" he slurred, his voice trembling slightly as he tried to calm his heart rate. He was still holding onto her wrist, pinning her there, without even realizing it.