"That makes sense," Daryl said. He felt like his dream persona could relate more than he could. He didn't know the full story, but he knew his dream self didn't have it easy. Especially if his story about being lost in the woods for over a week and no one cared enough to look for him was true. He had a feeling it was.
"Well, you don't have to sit on the floor with me. I'd even offer you a place to sleep if you needed one." Least he could do for the guy who patched him up and prevented a trip to hospital.