And that, too, pleases her, so she smiles, pressing her cheek against him and looking at the kitten still peacefully sleeping on top of him. Like she belongs there. Daryl was made for stuff like this, for looking out for those smaller than him, those who might not always be able to look after themselves, and she thinks that's why he's drawn to Judith the way he is.

Maybe why he'd even been drawn to her at first.

It makes her think of what he might be like with a baby of his own someday and she has to hide her face against his arm to cover her smile. It's not the sort of thing they've talked about and she's not ready to consider it, but maybe. Maybe one day.

"Gonna have to fight a kitten for your attention now, huh?" she asks when she can look at him again.