Carol had heard that Daryl had an episode earlier with Rick so she went to talk to him.
When she walked into their cell she saw him laying on his stomach inside a fort of pillows and blankets and coloring in a coloring book.
She was becoming concerned.
She spoke softly “Daryl…” she got on her knees in front of the opening to his fort “Daryl sweetie, Rick told me you got angry”
He grabbed the box of crayons to pick a different color. He sighed “I’m done Carol”
He caught her confused glance and continued “I’m done being an adult. I quit”
"Ok" she didn’t really know what else to say "Honey, where’d you get the coloring book?"
"On a run a while back. Was gonna give it to the kids but I forgot about it…S’ mine now"
She nodded “Whatch’ya drawing?”
"Oh…" she looked around the cell for a moment "can I come in the fort?"
He didn’t look up from his coloring “Of course you can”
She got in next to him, laying on her stomach like him. She held his free hand and watched him draw.
Before he could finish the dragon, the fort collapsed. Really all that fell on them was a blanket, but Carol could still see Daryl put his face on the floor.
"I can’t escape adulthood can I?" He mumbled into the floor.
"No you can’t" she kissed his hair "…but I’ll make sure you get a few days off"
So she spent the next few days making sure Daryl was comfortable staying in bed all day on his days off.