[ Daryl is just... used to it, in a way. Both helping those who need it and putting up with his own poor treatment and rough shape. It comes as second nature to him, even though he doesn't exactly seem happy about it.
Though he does sit down heavily on the couch next to Jesse, dabbing at his head. The bleeding seems to be slowing, at least. That's good news for a head wound. But then he notices Jesse's hands shaking, and he does not feel like getting up again to replace a broken pitcher. ]
Give it here.
[ And Daryl takes it out of Jesse's hand whether it's offered or not, weakness and blood loss causing less of a shake in Daryl's hands just because he's used to controlling his own nerves by this point. As unnerved as he still is.
The steady stream of water reveals nothing bad on the first foot, thankfully, but Daryl has to put the jug down on the table in front of them right afterwards to recover himself. ]
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Though he does sit down heavily on the couch next to Jesse, dabbing at his head. The bleeding seems to be slowing, at least. That's good news for a head wound. But then he notices Jesse's hands shaking, and he does not feel like getting up again to replace a broken pitcher. ]
Give it here.
[ And Daryl takes it out of Jesse's hand whether it's offered or not, weakness and blood loss causing less of a shake in Daryl's hands just because he's used to controlling his own nerves by this point. As unnerved as he still is.
The steady stream of water reveals nothing bad on the first foot, thankfully, but Daryl has to put the jug down on the table in front of them right afterwards to recover himself. ]