[Enid nodded just one more time, at his apology.] That's okay. This is where you live. [And where she doesn't, goes the rest of that in a sort of silent indication. She's saying he doesn't need to explain it or apologize.

Ice water isn't something she thought about in a long time either. So when he fills her a glass with some and hands it over, she watches the icicles that float on the top with something akin to interest and amusement. It was a good idea after all, and she appreciated it as much. Her expression made that clear. And maybe she was about to express that, but her attention flicks up to him and mentally on her dorm with with that question.

She's used to being relatively alone, without a group or guardian even amongst a group, though, so it comes as a curiosity to her that he'd ask.]

Yeah. It's okay over there. Have what I need.

[She's being honest enough. You know, besides sharing how it does get a little boring (read: lonely) by herself over there sometimes, but she's not about to share that. Not ever, really. That problem is easily fixed by going out and going stuff on her own - like clothes and jewelry shopping, for example - or finding Carl to hang out with.

Forgetting that though, she shrugs casually at that. It's less the brush off short of shrug and more the 'yeah, that's right' kind of shrug. It's affirmative in any case. But that's because they do kind of have a bit of a small talk thing going for them and she doesn't mind it either.]

Yeah, I sort of did. Though it sort of found me first.

[The Cat was cute. And then she adopted it, etc, etc. All that pretty much goes without saying so she's doesn't feel the need to say it. There is only one thing she feels like she should add.]

Carl named him Timmy.

[She stifles a laugh at the unusual expression that comes from his reaction to the cat's name. Enid's eyes have that amused look in them, though.]

The kind of name Carl comes up with. [and then there's a shrug.] It's not so bad once you get used to it.

[Mostly. But if helps any:]

And besides, I was the one that named his dog Tommy. [So she and him are even on the bad but oddly fitting names for their pets.]

No. It would be the other way around.

[Hey. She can joke, and still tell the truth, too. Of course when she first found Timmy she wasn't sure she was going to keep him so the naming process was put at a bit of distance, but then Carl named the cat and later she threw the name Tommy out there because, the matching names, it was amusing to her at the time. And it stuck.

Enid never did it to get back at Carl, though. And that's exactly how she seems to appear until Daryl gets up and moves over to the couch. It's only then that she seems to almost freeze up completely, after turning to watch him head across the room. She isn't able to say anything to stop him, just stare in nothing but silence. Yeah, that, she had been trying to hide.]

[She was like a deer in the headlights. A little at least. His poking and inspection of her gift seems to bring her out of her freeze frame moment though, to curiously await his reaction. It's not any reaction she would have expected. It's definitely nothing like Rick's either.

But there's a lot of things about Daryl she never expected, and quite honestly she's still figuring him out, so she raises her brows up at that. "Seriously? That's what you get from the gift?" the look seems to say. She's not going there with his spotty shower habits. But calmly as can be, she answers with a half shrug to get her started saying something.]

Yeah... I thought you would take a closer look at it. [firstly.] You like those things, don't you? Soap has nothing to do with that.

[They're just little reminders joking about what she knows about him. And soap is something useful, like food or clothing. There isn't much that stays in the useful category but also seems like a gift so there it is.]

[Well, that could have been the beginnings of an argument over a simple misunderstanding, but thankfully it's not. It feels to her like it's resolved the moment she says what she says and Daryl's eyes drop. She lets him have a moment to process, likewise letting herself have a moment to think as well. (Her intention was not to get a bad reaction or make this anymore awkward than it was, after all. Thus she needed to figure out how to explain this without anymore misunderstandings.)

The answer to what he would asked was simple, though.]

Soap has more practical use than rocks.

Well, that is the point of them, isn't it. Use them however you want.

[Her expression becomes something if not lightly puzzled, because he's got her there.]

Not really, no.

[Stop with the teasing tone. It's making her more feel embarrassed. On the inside. Somehow. Enid keeps cool, though. Careful of her words this time even.]

[Enid's lips tugged down at the corners in a mild (yet non-affended) disapproving look to his amusement when Daryl snorted, but she was quick to forgive him seeing that he tucked the gift away. That was a good as accepting it, in their shared quiet way. Which was all she had hoped for to begin with.

But with that out of the way, she feels somewhat like she relax a little again and takes him up on his gesture to the free couch space, plopping gently just right beside him. Her side-ways glance falls on him. It was a little weird sitting here like this, so she spoke up first.]

So. You waiting for Rick?

Cool.

[In a way, she sounds glad that he worked it out and was back after the weirdness with Rick. It certainly helped her decide things were going back to normal anyway. As for the example Daryl was currently setting on making oneself comfortable, she was fine with not copying it and sitting as she already was. Except, for maybe how, her legs stretched out so her feet slid under the coffee table. Their understanding of quieter talk was good.]

Be weird if you didn't come back here.

[And if you put her words together, all of which is another way to say I see and Glad you're back.]

[Funny. She had done that once too. Leave. She exhales a tiny bit amused at that shared experience.]

Me too. I left once. Didn't get very far before- [well] it was weird.

Yeah.

[She's not sure what time frame he's from, now that she thinks about it, but after a long pause she goes a head and shares when it was anyway:]

When those people attacked.