Daryl works on his cigarette, and doesn't think about all that much. He's used to sitting in a blind, being patient, blanking out so he can see only the critical details. He had struggled to teach Judith the basics of hunting, because he does a poor job of articulating his mindset. Vanish into the world.
Can't vanish into the last nightclub on Earth. He's stuck here at the bar. A woman is singing, and it's quite nice, though he doesn't recognize the tune, or a word she says.
"Wasn't personal," is what he says, eventually. "They made choices that put them where they ended up. I'd have killed them if they were human, too."
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Hm.
Daryl works on his cigarette, and doesn't think about all that much. He's used to sitting in a blind, being patient, blanking out so he can see only the critical details. He had struggled to teach Judith the basics of hunting, because he does a poor job of articulating his mindset. Vanish into the world.
Can't vanish into the last nightclub on Earth. He's stuck here at the bar. A woman is singing, and it's quite nice, though he doesn't recognize the tune, or a word she says.
"Wasn't personal," is what he says, eventually. "They made choices that put them where they ended up. I'd have killed them if they were human, too."