He makes a mental note to ask Rick to tall to Spencer about their CDC sidetrip. The other man had spent more time with the remaining scientist, spoke to him one-on-one. And beyond that, Daryl is certain that Sheriff's Deputy Rick Grimes will be able to more convincingly convey any details he recalls to an FBI agent, even if he doesn't actually understand genetic research any more or less than Daryl does.
Some shifting. Daryl props one leg up, ankle on his knee, so that Judith can sit cradled on his lap while he accepts the tube. He's seen one of these before, too.
No comment for a moment. He strokes a hand over the baby's head and her fine hair while she pats her hands at his knee, popping the sample tube open with his other. It might be rude, leveled at someone else. But Daryl is the anomaly and he knows it. He also knows Reid's nervous, and can tell the younger man feels bad about asking— doesn't take a profiler to have some experience with reading people.
"Don't have to apologize."
Saliva sample collected, he closes the tube and hands it over to Reid. Maybe one of them will even remember the release form. He jiggles Judy a little, and she babbles some nonsense, then grips his fingers. Daryl looks like he's going to say something else, but before he can get it out, the door to the townhouse opens and a young blonde woman with scars on her face appears, looking bleary-eyed and contrite.
A brief shuffle as she apologizes for having taken such a long nap, but Daryl tells her it's fine. He passes off baby Judith to her, who only fusses a little at being taken away. She likes Aunty Beth just as much as she likes Uncle Daryl, but only Daryl lets her chew on his clothes. Priorities in babyland. Beth (who survives in every au i write sry them's the rules) smiles at Spencer and politely says hello as she scoops Judith up, friendly and sweet, before she heads back inside and leaves the two men alone on the porch.
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Some shifting. Daryl props one leg up, ankle on his knee, so that Judith can sit cradled on his lap while he accepts the tube. He's seen one of these before, too.
No comment for a moment. He strokes a hand over the baby's head and her fine hair while she pats her hands at his knee, popping the sample tube open with his other. It might be rude, leveled at someone else. But Daryl is the anomaly and he knows it. He also knows Reid's nervous, and can tell the younger man feels bad about asking— doesn't take a profiler to have some experience with reading people.
"Don't have to apologize."
Saliva sample collected, he closes the tube and hands it over to Reid. Maybe one of them will even remember the release form. He jiggles Judy a little, and she babbles some nonsense, then grips his fingers. Daryl looks like he's going to say something else, but before he can get it out, the door to the townhouse opens and a young blonde woman with scars on her face appears, looking bleary-eyed and contrite.
A brief shuffle as she apologizes for having taken such a long nap, but Daryl tells her it's fine. He passes off baby Judith to her, who only fusses a little at being taken away. She likes Aunty Beth just as much as she likes Uncle Daryl, but only Daryl lets her chew on his clothes. Priorities in babyland. Beth (who survives in every au i write sry them's the rules) smiles at Spencer and politely says hello as she scoops Judith up, friendly and sweet, before she heads back inside and leaves the two men alone on the porch.
Quiet, then. Daryl stares at him, waiting.