Daryl flinched slightly, almost unnoticeably at the unexpected touch, covering it with a quick gulp and a jerky step toward Annie. He gave another nod to Mags as he began walking away, "Ma'am."

The entire way to the training room, Daryl kept his head down and his body as drawn in as he could, feeling like the old woman's eyes were on him. Once inside the room, he sucked in a heavy breath before speaking, "She uh... she don't like that fae you been hanging around with?"