Daryl ignored his comment of him being stubborn and when he told him good night he just waved a hand at him. He wasnt ine to speak that much. He was stubborn and he didn't like the idea that he had to go soft on these people.<br/><br/>He rolled over on his side, facing the back of the couch and closed his eyes. He heard the door close behind Jesus as he walked out.<br/><br/>Before he knew it, sun was coming in a window and he rolled onto his back and looked back up at the ceiling. He rubbed his face with his hands and groaned, still wanting to sleep but knowing that he really should get up and start the day. He kept his hands on his face, feeling the warmth of the sun on him, not bothering to see if he was alone or not. He just needed a moment to wake up.