Can't Sleep (Luna and Daryl)

It had been a good few weeks since she and her friends had joined up with the group in the Quarry and they were having a great time together she thought. Everyone seemed to get on well with each other and had found someone from the other group to interact with, of course she was fighting for her man, Daryl, because Aurelia kept trying to get her grubby little mitts on him whenever she could!

Luna was happy though that Daryl didn't seem to want anything to do with her, even though technically he wasn't her man because they weren't together romantically. She was kind of keeping those thoughts to herself for the time being.

That was the plan anyway.

Now she was laying in the group tent alone, everyone else having gone off with their guys, Evangeline would have stayed with her if she had asked her to, but she didn't. She needed time to relax too, and this would allow her that time to make sure she did what she wanted to do.

Luna could handle herself.

But she was scared, what if something happened and she couldn't warn anyone? What if something happened and she died because she couldn't scream for help? The thought just weighed on her mind until Luna decided to crawl to Daryl for help. Gently she knocked on the door to his tent before unzipping it and popping her head in.

Slowly she scrambled inside, shut the flap again tightly, and snuggled into the warmth next to Daryl, sighing softly, Luna snuggled up tightly ready to go to sleep in her familiar fetal positioning.

Daryl wasn't asleep yet because honestly, Daryl didn't like sleeping all that much. It lowered his defences to never seen before lows and nowadays it just meant subjecting himself to more nightmares than he had ever had in his life. Even badasses had nightmares about what they had done, otherwise they either stopped being human or lost their minds. And Daryl was a badass but he wasn't about to stop being a human with a working mind.

So when the knock at his tent flap came he paused and turned to watched the flap move as Luna poked her head into the tent. He breathed a sigh of relief and put his hunting knife away under his pillow without her ever having seen it,

"Wha' ya' doin' here ten luna'?" he asked her with a small smile and a raised eyebrow, "I though' yer an' yer pals slep' in te sam' ten'... I'm not gunna get attac'd fer 'corrup'in' yer am I?"

Chuckling a little bit, he zipped the tent flap back up tightly and locked a small padlock on it so that only he or Luna would be opening it easily. When he turned back round she was already moving into position to snuggle up against him. He laid back and allowed she snuggling with a smile and whispered softly to her,

"So... coul'n' sleep?"

Luna smiled softly when she saw Daryl smile, it was a really nice thing that made his whole face light up from its normal rather gruff state. He was not one of the men who would really go around professing his feelings but Luna knew that inside he liked her, they were close because they spent to much time together, especially when they went out hunting.

They did so often especially because she was using arrows like him, so they were a lot better at killing prey from long distances and quietly.

Shaking her head softly with a cheeky grin on her lips in response to his question Luna merely shrugged her shoulders, they were probably all off having sex or something so she didn't really want to think about that too much. Maybe they thought that was what she would be doing too?

As Daryl laid back, Luna was glad, she wanted to be able to look into his eyes as they talked, she was still too awake, too scared to fall asleep and she wanted to hear him comfort her with just his simple speech before bed. He didn't need to say comforting things, just listening to him would help her drift off.

Shaking her head again Luna hugged her arms around her chest.

Daryl could see that for some reason she seemed a heck of a lot more comfortable in this tent than in the one that had been inhabited by her friends too. Was it that some of her friends were being mean to her? No that was unlikely in the cases of every other than Aurelia. And everyone with a set of functioning ears knew that Shane was keeping Aurelia very busy.

They were neither subtle nor quiet after all.

Yawning a little bit, he smirked a little bit at her answer. Was it odd that he seemed to understand her meanings via her movements? Probably,

"So tey' off gettin' som' "corrup'n" of tere' own huh?" he joked a little bit before shaking his head slightly, "Well let's hop' Aurelia an' Shan' are quiet. Yer hea'em too righ'? All fuc'in' nigh' wit' tha' kin'a nois'."

Seeing that she seemed to be having the same problem as he was perpetually suffering from, he smiled a little bit and relaxed as he laid on his side and simply looked at her as he spoke. He was hope she'd one day speak back but that was something to be discussed in the future. Daryl stroked her cheek gently,

"Well don'cha worry, yer go' me te loo' aft'r yer... understan'?" he urged her with a small smile before humming slightly, "An' te nightmar's'll ge' a lo' less intens' as tim' goes on don' worry."

Luna grinned widely when Daryl seemed to understand her by her movements alone, it was nice to know that even though she couldn't speak she could still be understood by him. It was an amazing thing that she hoped would be able to be carried through with speech soon enough, maybe if she was only to say something very small Daryl would still be able to tell what she meant from what she was saying.

Nodding her head, she rolled her eyes a little bit, honestly she thought that it was against the camp rules to be making such excess noise when it was dark. At least Chloe and Merle had somewhat calmed down now, but now it was just Aurelia and Shane, and now even Evangeline and Rick! She didn't really want to hear.

Feeling Daryl touch her cheek, Luna hummed happily and rested herself against his hand, closing her eyes as she savoured the feel of his hand touching her. It was a rough and almost calloused hand from all of the hard work Daryl had done in his former years but Luna wouldn't change that, it made her feel more connected to him.

A small blush painted her cheeks as she nodded her head, before pointing to Daryl with a small smile, and then to herself with a big grin, to show that he also had her here to watch his back while they tried to get some sleep together.

Honestly, she didn't think that the nightmares about this were ever really going to stop being so scary for Luna, not when she had seen something that she could never forget like that. Her heart and her brain seemed to agree on that fact. She so badly wanted to talk to Daryl about it, she wanted to speak so that he might hear her voice but...it just wasn't coming out!

Daryl grinned. She liked the fact that he could understand her and he could definitely understand that. No one liked to go through their life thinking that they were alone and you couldn't get much more alone than if were unable to be understood by someone.

Or, in Luna's case, anyone.

But he understood her and somehow her fellow travellers were able to understand her to varying degrees as well. Evangeline had pointed out though that right now Daryl was the person second most likely to understand Luna when she was trying to communicate. Second only to Evangeline because the woman had been around the young woman longer,

"Well don' worry, tey ain' go' te stamina fer mor'." he joked with her before shaking his head, "Besid's tey kno' not to do that shit near my ten'... or I will come out with my knif' te see wha' I can cut off!"

It was mostly a joke.

When she signed that she would watch his back as well as him watching hers he grinned a little bit and nodded his understanding and agreement to her. Kissing her gently on the forehead, he grinned widely,

"Don' yer worry abou' non'a tis." he told her with a soft smile, "Yer can go ahea' an' slee' no both'r. If yer hav' a bad dream I'll wak' yer an' when protec'n is need'd I'll wak' yer too."

He moved a little bit before giving her another blanket and a softer pillow. Smiling softly at her, he looked into her eyes,

"One day yer'll tell me wha' happ'n'd to yer." he smiled a little weaker, "One day..."

Luna giggled softly and she hoped that she would be able to see that sight sometime before they had to move from the campsite. There were lots of things that she wished could happen to Shane and Aurelia and that was one of them. Daryl chasing them off with his big hunting knife and potentially cutting off important body parts.

It was just too funny an image not to give one of her rare little laughs to, Nodding her head swiftly at the idea, she grinned widely. That was enough to give her some form of distraction so that she would be able to drift off into a light sleep at least.

Just think about something funny, something sad, something complicated. Anything but the world around her.

Blushing brighter when Daryl kissed her on the forehead, Luna nodded her head, nibbling her lip slightly as she lay down with the pillow that she had been given by Daryl. He was spoiling her but she was more worried about the fact that he didn't look like he was going to be going to sleep any time soon himself.

She didn't want to be keeping him up.

Smiling softly, she looked up at Daryl from underneath her eyelashes, giving his cheek a quick peck before settling back into sleep again, curling her fingers in her hair, playing with it, as she went to sleep.

Luna wanted to tell Daryl so badly, maybe, one day soon she would be able to. Drifting off to sleep, she felt her eyes close with the tiredness she hadn't wanted to indulge herself in before, but was still ever present. Murmuring softly under her breath, she sighed happily and whispered;

"Goodnight, Daryl." in her rather accented Queens English.

Daryl was glad that he had made her laugh.

Making Luna laugh was something that Evangeline had straight up told him one day was out of his league. She had said right to his face that Luna would never laugh at things that he said so not to get offended when she wasn't amused or at least when she wasn't laughing.

Well he didn't like to say "I told you so" but when it came to Evangeline and how smug and superior she had looked while saying that... well he might just be telling her that he told her so."

She seemed to be rather brave at the moment too because she actually kissed his cheek, even if it was just a peck on the cheek. Smiling happily, he stroked her hair gently,

"Swee' drea's ye hear?" he told her with a happy smile before trying to settle in to bed himself. When she spoke he didn't register it properly at first and just answered mechanically, "G'nigh' Luna... wai'... Luna?!"

He turned to her only to realise that she was asleep... she was talking in her sleep. The curiosity was beginning to get massively high here,

"Luna can... can you hear and understand me?"

Luna could hear Daryl talking to her, and she could see him now, almost as if they were sitting in her favourite comfortable armchairs in the coffee shop outside college back home in Knightsbridge. It was a beautiful sunny day and their rather odd worn and blood-stained clothes were out of place in the clean suit wearing world. Although nobody was staring at them, and Luna couldn't help but think that it was odd.

It was a strange question that Daryl was asking her, could she understand him? Of course she could understand him why ever would she not be able to? Frowning a little in her dream, she began to pick a hole in the arm of her armchair like she did every time she came in here, it was like a little comfort thing that she did from time to time.

Picking at things that was.

"Of course." she stated with a blink in her dream but when she spoke in real life it was with less conviction, more quiet and had a sleepy dreamy intonation to what she was trying to say, which in her dream Luna could not detect.

Daryl could see by the look on her face that right now Luna was a lot less tense than she had ever been around him. Or anyone else. So maybe that was why she was able to speak now or something like that? Maybe it was the tension and the shock left over from the events which stopped her from actually speaking about them?

Well he was about to find out because she seemed to be confused by his question.

Her face was scrunching up in a very cute but very confused-looking way. He licked his lips a little bit as the possibilities ran through his mind. When she actually told him that she could understand him he breathed a huge sigh before nodding a little bit,

"Alrigh'..." he muttered to himself. What could he say to her now that he knew she'd be able to speak back? He wasn't sure at all so he just swallowed a little bit thickly, "Ye' hav' no idea wha' it mea's te me to finally be abl' te spea' te yer."

Leaning in closer, the question burned his tongue in it's eagerness to get out,

"Wha' happ'n'd Luna?" he asked her with a small whisper, "Wha' happ'n'd te mak' yer los' yer voice yer kno'?"

Luna was aware that Daryl was talking to her about how strange it was that he was finally hearing her speak, but in her dream she didn't know why he was saying that. Surely he heard her speaking all of the time? She did it often enough in other dreams while he was there. Perhaps it was one of those weird dreams that didn't really connect to the others? That was just random in what it decided to show?

Regardless of that fact, Luna was always glad to be speaking to Daryl again.

As soon as she heard him ask her the question that she knew that he wanted her to answer, she had heard him ask it over and over again after all, Luna crunched up her fingers as she sat down in that coffee house chair and shook her head. Outside of her dream her face crunched up and she shook her head in her sleep, a small murmuring noise of discomfort escaped her lips.

In the dream, in front of her, a flash of what she had seen appeared, she was right there in front of her face, only centemeters away and she was rotting. She stank of vile decay and Luna was rooted to the chair in fear. As soon as she had come however, she left.

"Don't...don't want to say." she murmured softly "Don't...don't want to see."

Daryl could see the confusion on her sleeping face at him when he made his comment about finally hearing her speak. Maybe she had always been speaking to him in her dreams but he wasn't able to understand her? Perhaps he would have to make a habit out of sleeping next to her for more reasons than just cuddling with her. And any other reasons as to why he would want to be in the same bed as she was.

He would be able to hear more from her and he was more than up for that considering how beautiful her speaking voice was.

When her face scrunched up and she shook a little bit he immediately moved to her side and stroked her cheek gently with his hand. Of course the noise of unhappiness was enough to almost force her to wake up.

That way she'd be in much less pain.

"I kno' yer don' wan te say..." he began quietly as he stroked her cheek, "Bu' yer hav' te be op'n wit' me righ'?"

He paused before deciding on another way,

"So... yer los' yer family te teh infected or te infect'n?"

Luna didn't want her dream to change, she wanted to stay with Daryl in the nice coffee house and drink their lattes together talking about things that didn't matter. That wouldn't hurt her like this was hurting her but it all seemed to be a pipe dream, why on earth did he keep asking her about her family, if she lost them to the infection?

Didn't he see that the world was changing around them?

The world was altering and the coffee house was becoming what she least wanted it to become, the sparse field filled with burning tents, broken fencing and debris everywhere. Apart from the two of them, it was completely empty, it made her feel eerie, uneasy even and she wanted to get closer to Daryl for comfort.

Frowning in her sleep she reached out and clutched at his tshirt, holding it close to her as if she was hanging onto him in fear, like she was doing in her dream.

"Infected." she whispered, her voice was tremoring softly as she heard a quiet growling in the distance, out of vision,

Daryl knew it was a stupid question in all honesty.

The world was so fucked up nowadays though that the two leading causes of death were either death by infected/infection and death by bullet-wound. But it was easier to deal with it if it turned out to be the infected who had done it. And it was obvious just from the sense of devastation that he could feel coming from her that they had taken someone close to her.

She was clutching on his shirt now in her desperation, apparently beginning to see what it was that had taken her from her happiness and dropped her into this pit of silent despair.

He pulled her closer to him until she was resting her head against his chest and he was holding her to him gently. Cradling her softly as he stroked her back absent-mindedly,

"It's alrigh' Luna..." he whispered into her ear quietly, "Ther' no infect'd roun' her' don' yer worry, yer saf'."

She was indeed safe and he wanted her to stay that way. But he needed her to be able to speak. He needed her to be able to communicate,

"Who was it Luna?" he asked her in a whisper, "Who did tey hur'?"

Luna could see that there was nothing around her, she could see that there were no infected and even if there were they certainly couldn't see them and were paying them no interest. Yet the sound of one snarling and growling away made her heart tremor with fear, because she couldn't see it! She would rather be able to know where it was to kill it, instead of having to just sit around and wait until it decided to show itself.

In her dream, Daryl pulled her into a hug and she could feel his warm arms around her, it made her sigh softly and she felt like she could tell him what had happened, if only her mouth would let her. Often in her dreams she found herself unable to actually tell Daryl what had happened, either she appeared, or her mouth simply zipped shut.

But she could still hear the infected and now she could see them coming. She was there. At the head of the large herd coming towards the two of them and Luna wiggled in Daryl's arms trying to alert him but Luna's eyes were constantly drawn to hers, they seemed to be pulling her in regardless.

As they got closer and closer she struggled more and more, but she needed to answer Daryl's question, she just needed to answer it!

"Solaris!" she stated loudly, the walker running fast towards her as she stated her name, shrieking a little bit Luna lurched up and awoke from her dream. Groaning softly she shook her head, placing it in her hands "It was just a dream." she murmured.

Daryl could see that she was getting more and more distressed by the events of her dream and was now actively trying to wake her up with some gentle shaking by her shoulders. He needed her to wake up and then she would be able to calm down before going to sleep again. He was not about to let her have such a terrible dream. He could and he would prevent her from having to suffer until the end of the nightmare.

Of course it never worked like that.

You could be having the best dream in the world and have it interrupted by a slight breeze and yet end up sleeping through the baddest nightmare when you were being slapped repeatedly around the face. It was an odd and, frankly, annoying cycle to be sure.

And then she was awake.

And still talking!

His eyes widened when she told him the name of the person she'd lost (it was an odd name) but they stayed wide when he realised that she was talking as if she was completely back to normal. Reaching forwards, he cupped both of Luna's cheeks with his hands and looked into her eyes,

"Luna... Luna yer can tal' again." he told her with a growing grin and massive sense of excitement, "Go ahea'... giv' it anoth'r try bubba!"

Luna looked into Daryl's wide eyes and she wondered for a moment why on earth he was looking so shocked at her, but then it dawned on her that she had just said something. She had just said something that wasn't in a dream of hers, this was real life and she had just said something for the first time in months!

It honestly felt like the best thing in the world.

To be able to say what she wanted to say, when she wanted to say it, nothing could be more euphoric than that! And so she was going to give it a really good go of saying something that she had been wanting to say for a long while now.

"Hello." she started, her voice a little bit lower from disuse, seeing that she was indeed talking with no problems again Luna grinned widely and leant forwards, kissing Daryl soundly on the lips in her joy that she was able to communicate to him again.

"Hello, I am Luna Cavendish. I am 21 years of age, an Albino and proud, and one of the Grade A arrow shooters with the American Medieval Re-enactment society. I am originally from Kensington, England and moved to Atlanta Georgia a few months back. Nice to meet you." she grinned happily, before hugging Daryl around the waist and tackling him to the floor "Thank you so much Daryl, thank you!"

Daryl had to admit that he had never imagined that he would be fortunately enough to hear Luna speak to him and yet here she was talking to him after only a second of waking up. Heck, it took Daryl about half an hour after waking up before he could manage to say anything that wasn't a very offensive insult.

It was just amazing to know that he wouldn't have to put her to sleep in order to talk to her. He wanted to be able to spend the days with her after all.

When she said hello to him he grinned widely,

"Hi ter'." he greeted her back. Of course the sudden kiss was a little bit sudden but he really wasn't going to complain about it. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her happily and actually lifted her up slightly to spin her around to show just how happy he was that she was able to speak with him now,

"Yer kno'... I knew tha' abou' yer from yer frien's." he told her with a small smile as he stroked her cheek softly, "Bu' it only really mea's somethin' now becaus' yer te on' tellin' me abou' it. Yer te on' who is speakin'... an' tha's why it's so importan'."

He laughed a little bit and hugged her back as she tackled him,

"No nee' te than' me Luna... I'd do it any tim'!"

Luna was just so shocked! What on earth could have prompted her to start speaking in real life now? Especially when the dream she had was one she had gone through countless times before, maybe it was because she was sleeping with Daryl it was different tonight? Maybe this was a sign that she should be doing a lot more than actually just seeing him as a friend.

She liked him, a lot, and now she would actually be able to tell him. As if it wasn't weird enough being with an Albino, but a mute Albino? Luna didn't think she had much of a shot beforehand but now she could speak, maybe she could say how she felt.

Giggling when Daryl spun her around in his arms, Luna lay her head on his chest and wound her fingers in his tshirt again;

"I made a big crinkle in your tshirt...did I do that while I was sleeping?" she asked with a small frown.

Now that she was able to talk, Luna had the urge to just say everything and anything to Daryl just because she could, she wanted to run out and tell all the other right now that she had gotten her voice back and it was all thanks to Daryl.

"What did you do?" she asked with a grin "Nevermind, I don't need to know! I just need to know that it worked, and obviously it did!"

Perhaps he would be so distracted, he wouldn't ask about Solaris.

Daryl had to think hard about what had changed enough for her to be speaking to him now when she was awake. To be honest the only reason he could think of was that she had been speaking to him when she was asleep. That must have reset her body's clock in some way and meant that she was now able to talk when she was awake like everybody else and he was A-Okay with that to be damn sure!

To be honest he had never thought of himself as weird but he was aware that a lot of people in the camp had done. He had been growing close to the albino mute girl after all. No one expected her to amount to much but the truth was she was amazing,

"Yer mad' te crinkl'." he admitted before adding with a grin, "Bu' yer also spok' te me in yer slee'. I kep' askin' yer mor' quest'ns... coul' tha' be wha' let yer spea' when yer grew up or somethin'?"

He could tell that she wanted to not only talk as much as possible but she also didn't want to talk about Solaris. Whatever that was other than a terrible movie to be fair. Chuckling a little bit, he shook his head slightly,

"I jus' kep' on talkin' te yer." he told her honestly with a grin before frowning slightly and deciding to address the elephant in the room, "So wha' happn'd te mak' yer this way? Was it somethin' te do wit'... Solar's was it?"

Luna supposed it made sense, if Daryl managed to get through to her subconscious while she was sleeping and get her to talk to him then it could have fixed whatever happened to her brain in the first place and she was very glad that it had managed to fix whatever had gone on there, because honestly she was more than a little freaked out by it.

Now she would be able to sleep better, knowing that if something bad happened to the camp she would be able to warn people, she would be able to just...interact and respond. She would be able to show up Aurelia with her attractive British accent compared to her trashy American one. Luna was really looking forwards to that.

"I think it might just be, we can always ask Chloe in the morning about it, she knows more about that stuff than I do, I'm just glad whatever you did worked. Its been so frustrating, especially in times like these, not to be able to speak." she stated with a light smile on her lips.

Although she knew that she needed to answer Daryl, and the rest of the group when they would inevitably ask what happened to make her mute, she didn't know if she was ready yet. In her mind all she could see when she thought about it was the same event replaying over and over in her mind, she could see her death again and again.

"Yeah, its got something to do with Solaris." she whispered softly, deciding to curl up with Daryl for comfort while she tried to think about how best to phrase it "It was just...so bad." she sniffled softly "I don't really want to talk about it."

Daryl had always chosen not to speak to a lot of people but he knew that that was different to not having the chance to talk to people. Not having the option. He had always had the option but had shunned it because he honestly hated other people. Other people were retarded, it was that plain and that simple. But he knew he would never be able to compare to the pain of not being able to speak even if you wanted to.

He nodded in agreement. Chloe was a bright spark so she was likely to at least have some ideas based on the experiences of Luna. He smiled gently and stroked Luna's cheeks again,

"I can' imagin' Luna... bu' don' yer worry." he kissed her gently on the lips as he spoke, "Yer can screa', yer can sin' an' yer can call on meh whenev'r yer nee' me help."

Daryl knew that she didn't want to talk to her about Solaris.

But the fact was that it wasn't up to her anymore. She needed to tell them in case it came back to bite them and because he knew that she needed to explain what had happened. It would be a bonding exercise between anyone she shared it with. They would walk a mile in your shoes.

Holding her tightly as she cried and curled up against him, his resolve to make her talk about it all wavered before disappearing and he just kissed her gently on the forehead,

"It's alrigh', yer don' hav'te do tha'." he assured her with a soft smile, "Yer tell me when yer wan', no' befor'."

Luna didn't think that at this hour of the morning screaming or singing was going to be appreciated by the many members of the camp who were trying to sleep. At least everyone should be asleep round about now instead of doing the other things they had been up to, which was one of the reasons why she had come in here in the first place if she was honest.

Not wanting to be on her own, and hoping that she might be able to steal a few kisses from Daryl if he would let her. Returning the kiss with a soft sigh, Luna nuzzled her nose against Daryls and just enjoyed the small pauses where she wouldn't speak because she wanted to, not because she didn't have the ability.

"I would scream and sing right now but I think I might have an angry mob coming to your tent door, so I'll save that for the morning and just enjoy being here with you." she stated with a small blush "I mean I've wanted to talk to you most of all since this happened to me, I was just glad we managed to get on okay without me being able to speak."

The way that Daryl held her so tightly against him while she asked for comfort made her smile softly and Luna made a noise of contentment as she snuggled against his body. Leaning into the kiss to her forehead Luna sighed;

"Thanks Daryl, I promise as soon as I'm ready to talk about her I will. Don't worry about that." she smiled gently "But, could I ask a favour? Could you tell people maybe not to bother me about it, you know until I'm ready. You know Rick and Shane better than me, after all." she stated, poking her two index fingers together.

Daryl had to agree that if she was to simply start singing or screaming there would be very many people within the group who would be very annoyed at her. Of course he knew that if they were making a different type of moaning sounds... well then that would be okay. Because neighbours were perverts and because they were likely making the very same noises that they would be making. Of course he was sure that she wouldn't really be up for that.

He smirked a little bit when she returned the kiss so softly in return. Holding her against him made him sigh happily as he just enjoyed having her pressed up against him. Nuzzling her neck, he smirked a little bit,

"Yea' I suppos' we bes' hid' tha' par'a yer." he agreed with a little smirk, "Don' worry, I'll lea' us away from the grou' tomorro'. Tha' way yer can practic' it all."

He didn't want to rush her when it came to getting an answer. It wasn't for him to know about it unless she wanted him to know about it. And as she was suggesting he was going to have to do a lot of work cut out for him in convincing Rick and Shane to leave her alone about the subject,

"Well don' yer worry Luna, yer can tal' te me abou' it on yer own terms." he told her with a small smile before chuckling a little bit and nodding in agreement, "Don' worry, I'll take care'a Rick and Shane. Tey'll be actin' as norm'l or els' tey won' be seein' yer and tha's te god's trut' righ' ter'. Tey kee' it shu' or tey don' com' clos'r."

Luna couldn't help but smile softly when she thought about going out with Daryl to do some hunting or something tomorrow, it would be great to just do different things and actually be able to communicate effectively with different people. They wouldn't just see her as the weak girl who couldn't do anything, she had a voice so now she could tell people to shove it.

She was a goddamn brilliant shot with an arrow, on Daryl's level even and that was saying something and so they could all jog on.

"I would love to spend some time with you, I really enjoy the time we spend together, and this time it wont just be you doing all the talking, I bet your voice gets pretty sore sometimes right?" she laughed softly, rubbing the back of her head.

Just the simple touches that Daryl was giving her made Luna sigh contentedly, she really could just go to sleep in his arms and she would do again hopefully tomorrow. Right now though she was just too excited to go to sleep, she had her voice back! And she wanted to use it by staying up all night talking to Daryl.

"Thank you Daryl I know I am asking a lot but it really means a lot to me that I'm just left alone about her for the time being." she whispered softly "I want you and Evie to be the first people I tell, you two deserve to know the most."

Nuzzling against his chest Luna asked shyly; "Is there like...any questions you wanted to ask me, that I couldn't answer before?"