"Yeah, yeah," Daryl grouses, and they continue on through the woods. He hopes this blue kid doesn't have too good a sense of direction. Of course, this could all be a stupid trap, and Daryl isn't about to get anyone killed over his blunder and a bleeding heart.

He takes out a large, wicked-looking knife, and stabs it into a nearby tree, carving an X. "Stay here. Go anywhere, deal's off."