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[Daryl was not, as luck would have it, 'home' when she was hiding her gifts. He was out getting his things from the De Chima house he'd been staying in while Rick was being not-Rick. The one he'd been assigned to by the government and had never actually slept in prior to the whole mixed histories shit that had gone down. He walked in on her as she was just putting the blanket back in place when he walked through the door. He didn't have a very good line of sight on what was going on, what with her back to him and her body blocking his view, but he saw the blanket laid out nicely and he frowned.]

You moving in?

[Because if she was and was taking the couch, he was okay with taking the floor. Just needed to know what was going on.]