Daryl snarled at her, trying to get 'Don't be sorry! Do something!' across to her. Sitting around wallowing in apologies wasn't gonna get the girl back, nor was it going to get him back to normal. He continued to make low growls as he stalked over to her fallen books and pawed one open. See if he could find anything on the pages about the kind of fae they'd just had the misfortune of pissing off.