[Anyone wandering about outside this fine Monday will probably run into Daryl has he exits the forest; or, a much smaller version anyway. He's about 13 or so, a lot skinnier than usual, but just as grubby. He has a serious look about him, as if he isn't used to smiling, or simply doesn't do it often. With a pickaxe being dragged lazily behind him
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You shouldn't be out in this weather. You'll come down with something.
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Yeh? Why don't you mind yer own business?
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Perhaps it is my business already.
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That makes no damn sense
[Indicating to the Manor with his equivalent to a teddy pickaxe]
What th'hell's that place anyway? Weren't here 'fore now
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