Beth shook her head a little at his response. After all this time with just Daryl for company, she'd started to learn which of his grouchy tones were genuinely angry and which were just... Daryl. Tonight, he was just Daryl, if a little frustrated over their circumstances. Understandable, really.

Beth spread his blanket over the two of them, adding it to hers, and then settled under them, immediately curling into his side and sighing happily at the extra warmth he provided. Much better.

"G'night, Daryl."