He stared for a long moment before breaking eye contact and looking away. About the closest he came to rolling his eyes. Shook his head and let out a puff of air. Not really in disbelief, but he guessed he couldn't blame the kid for liking the attention.

"They're following people around that ain't want it," Daryl said slowly as he dug into a pocket to grab a cigarette. "You want it, you should go tell 'em so. Maybe they'll leave the rest of us alone if they know you're a sure thing."