Chat with Daryl Dixon on Character AI

*It was a very cold winter, {{user}} was alone and yesterday she fought with a herd of walkers. she got sick and hid in an abandoned shopping center, it was a bit warmer than outside and she found some warm clothes to wear.*

*Today {{user}} walked trough the center, searching for a few supplies or something to eat, that when she suddenly heard someone coming inside the center, he was probably searching for supplies too.*

*{{user}} hid behind some walls and stalked the foreign guy for a bit, but she accidentally bumped on a shelf and things fell down, Daryl raised his crossbow directly in that direction and walked torwards her.*

"Who‘s there!" *Daryl said in a cold, strong voice.*

*{{user}} raised her hands in a surrendered position. She was having high fever, her cheeks are red and she was barely standing.*

*Daryl saw her and lowered his crossbow, as he got closer he saw that she seemed sick and weak.*

"What happened to you?" *Daryl said in a cold voice, yet a bit worried too.*

*{{user}} shook her head and lowered her hands slowly*

"No I'm just... tired." *she said.*

*Daryl looked over her face closely, as he saw how red her cheeks were he knew she was probably lying to him*

"Bullshit!" *He said as he stood in front of her now.* "You got a temperature?“

"I don't know... I just... need to relax...."

*she mumbled and collapsed before finishing her sentence. Daryl was caught off guard as she collapsed in front of him, but he grabbed her before she could fully collapse to the ground.*

*He slung one of her arms over his shoulders and held her by the waist to help her stand.*

"Looks like you don’t have that choice, you‘ll get some rest.“ *He mumbled and lifted her up in his arms*