I’ve been staring at some gifsets of the dinner scene.
The way that Carol just openly gazes at Daryl, lovingly, as he’s eating. And then he looks up, and their eyes meet. And she shyly kind of looks down for a moment and rests her face in her hand–but goes right back to watching him, because she just can’t help it. He’s real, and he’s there.
And he continues eating, knowing full well that she’s sitting there and taking him in, and that for the moment, everything is right. She’s smiling, she’s at peace, they’re alone and enjoying this time together and it’s the best thing they can have when the world is falling apart.
I freaking love that little scene.