The first time people within the group realize there is more to Daryl and Beth’s relationship than they first thought, and some witness first’s happening between them.
“He had missed this most of all; feeling safe with her. He’s rarely ever felt truly safe anywhere his entire life. He was on the brink of actual sleep when he heard her. “I’m not gonna leave you.” And it all came rushing back that she was dead.” Daryl is Negan’s prisoner, but he’s not alone in that room.
He had never seen anybody cry over coffee before. If he had, he would have laughed at them. It’s just coffee. What’s the big deal? But, he isn’t laughing and it wasn’t just anybody. It was her. It was Beth. And, she used to love coffee and she had missed it so bad. And, now she had some. And, this was a big deal.
He listened, listened to the woman try and lay claim to the kid, so much like the Claimers that he had been forced to join forces with, until he found Rick, Michonne and Carl. Hatred filled him; his blood ran cold. Daryl reached out as Noah started to step towards the cop, and laid his hand firmly on Noah’s chest, pushing him back slightly. Daryl stepped forward, barely containing the growl behind his words. “No, he ain’t staying,” Daryl moved to flank Rick on his left side.