The thing about being unfortunately small is that it is generally much easier to bowl him over, especially when he's slouching lazily with both hands in his pockets. He is, however, accustomed to this disadvantage and easily catches himself after a slight stumble.

The voice and scent are easy for Ghoul to identify by now, so instead of a fight, Daryl gets a grin. And maybe a stray elbow in the name of fairness. "Heard you all were lookin' for a new mascot. Where do I audition?"