"Ain't boring. It's shit I need to know, if I'm gonna be stuck here, and it sounds like I am. For now, anyway." He had no intention of staying. He'd get with Rick, and they'd find a way back to Carl and Judith, Carol, and the others. That other guy, Kirk, said no one really knew they were gone, but Daryl didn't see how that was possible. He didn't see how any of this was possible, and he wasn't entirely convinced this whole thing wasn't some fever dream anyway.
"Who's gonna recognise my face? Other than Rick?" She'd said she'd be dead, if she hadn't been brought here. Either that made even less sense than everything else, or it confirmed the fever dream theory. Maybe he was already dead, and this was his after life. Interesting, and not at all what he had imagined, before. If this was hell, it wasn't nearly so bad as the fire and brimstone his daddy promised him.