Tell Them What I Hoped Would Be Impossible // Private

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. “I don’t know. He just told us amputating Sherlock’s leg would work. He showed us his leg. One was amputated so he must have been bit as well and that’s how he prevented himself turning.” John said

[dannychan]

he frowned and nodded. “so.. what do you think about him?” he asked.

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. “I don’t know what to think. He’s...Strange. Then again, so was Sherlock when I first met him. But he turned out to be the sweetest person ever.” He said.

After a while, Daryl shifted a bit, clearly uncomfortable.

[dannychan]

dean nodded and frowned. “at first glance, what did you think?”

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. “Honestly, thought he looked like he was trouble and wanted to kill a few people.” He said

[dannychan]

he nodded. “and after you’ve spoken to him?”
rick frowned. “alright. come on, daryl.l he said softly, setting a hand on his shoulder.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked. "Haven't spoken to him much since he told me to amputate Sherlock's leg. Not really sure what to think about that." He said.

[dannychan]

he frowned. life on what i’ve seen, he uses the bird to talk. and how did he know to come here instantly? don’t you think that’s a little.. weird?”

[Leafwing12]

John was silent for a minute. "...Yeah. Now that you mention it, that is kind of stange." John murmured.

[dannychan]

he frowned. “did you get any actual words out of him?” he asked curiously. “did he make any noises?”