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"You alright there, sweetheart?" Jesus asked Daryl, as he came out of his house. Daryl sighed and began to chew on his thumb.
"Why do you do that?" Jesus asked. Daryl looked at him.
"Do what?" He asked, still chewing on his thumb.
"That! The chewing on your thumb thing. Is it a nervous habit or something?" Jesus asked, genuinely interested. Daryl shrugged.
"I've always done it. No one's told me tah stop. So why should I?" Daryl said.
"Well, stop. I don't want you doing that to yourself." Jesus said, taking Daryl's hand in his. Daryl took his other hand and started chewing on the other thumb. Jesus sighed and took Daryl's other hand in his hand, then kissed Daryl on the lips.
"If that's what I have to do to stop you, I'll do it. I don't mind, sweetheart." Jesus said, and winked at Daryl. Daryl rolled his eyes and walked away, beginning to chew on his thumb again.