Daryl's prowling made it difficult for any of those now crowding the door to make a run for it. Caroline's more obvious threat meant several of them were pushing back against those trying to push forward. Acting like crossing the threshold would make them targets and not would keep them safe. The safety was an illusion. They were being herded. Kept together so they would be easier to pick off as those inside were whittled down.

He moved his pacing over to pick up the stray bolt Caroline had used briefly. He gripped it with his teeth and pulled it out delicately before making his way back to patrol opposite her. Eyes on the door and one particular vampire who'd locked eyes with him. With the power he'd been granted by the fae, he was able to transform back to his human form while the vampire watched. Fully dressed and fully armed. He still held the bolt in his teeth, but he was making a show of pulling his crossbow up and loading it.