[ You're safe. When has anyone said that to him? Ever? Jesse shudders, shaking his head against Daryl's chest. It's still hard to believe. To accept.
But Daryl's arms are around him, strong and reassuring. Holding him in, boxing the rest of the world out. He takes in a shuddering breath, blinking away tears, soaking Daryl's chest. ]
They're dead.
[ He's saying it to himself more than to Daryl, as if saying it out loud will make it more true. He'd seen Jack and Todd and all the rest die. Seen the light fade from their eyes. It had been terrible, horrifying, but sickeningly euphoric at the same time. They're dead now. They can't hurt him anymore. ]
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But Daryl's arms are around him, strong and reassuring. Holding him in, boxing the rest of the world out. He takes in a shuddering breath, blinking away tears, soaking Daryl's chest. ]
They're dead.
[ He's saying it to himself more than to Daryl, as if saying it out loud will make it more true. He'd seen Jack and Todd and all the rest die. Seen the light fade from their eyes. It had been terrible, horrifying, but sickeningly euphoric at the same time. They're dead now. They can't hurt him anymore. ]
They're dead. He killed them.