The kind of gratitude Daryl felt for Beth right then in the fact that she didn’t press him for more answers was the stuff of legend. But when she asked to see Hershel, he visibly tensed. He knew that was coming, really-- expected it the entire time-- but it didn’t make her request any easier on him. For a moment he stayed quiet, and then finally, he nodded.
“Alright,” he said softly. He pushed away from where he was sitting and scooped up his crossbow. “Let’s get going.”