"It's your choice," Daryl says. God, he hates this feeling, stretching her out, making her choose between two things that must, he's sure, seem impossible for a teenager. When he was her age, it felt like every day was the end of the world. Now that the world's ended, it can only feel worse.

"I can do what you want me to," he says, "because I can trust you. But- you really think Owen'll do what I say? Mel?"

He's seen the way they look at him, and that's another reason why he likes Abby best-- she doesn't judge him for shit. Sure, he's weird, whatever, but he never got the sense she thought he was beneath her, just different.