Daryl was right at home in the prison, he walked the grounds like he belonged there...and in a way he did. He made himself a bit of an outsider but when it really came down to it he would look out for the people here and he really did think they'd watch his back too.
"Now you get settled in. Find you a room, a job. It ain't as bad as it looks." he really didn't know how it all looked to her, but he did worry. He wondered if he should get Sookie or Julia to get her set up or if he should go to one of the higher ups himself. "Faith is in charge around here. And there's a council. Not what we're used to...but it's stable. And it works." For a second he thought he sounded like Rick and he wasn't sure if he liked it.