Daryl's purr got louder and he slow blinked up at the man. Then he stretched. Front paws going out as far as they could, up toward his chin. Claws coming out just slightly from the flex. One of them landed on the skin there and when his stretch was over he let it stay resting where it was.

The message being 'get creative'. His stomach was actually very wide open. It was his back he'd had a problem with. As long as the skritching on his belly wasn't hard or too frantic, he wasn't really opposed to it. And if it did start being a problem, he could grab the offending hand with all four of his paws. A total win win.