Fortunately, Willow's gnawing had started to tear the package open so she got the the tastier insides and decided to abandon the wrapper. The whole of the bar disappeared into her mouth where her cheeks puffed up to accommodate it. But before Daryl could worry too much she started to visibly chew. He took the package form her and read it's name aloud.

"...that's the kind you're eating, Willow," he informed her, holding the package up. "Know you can't read yet, but we'll work on that, too."

The package got shoved in his pocket so he could remember to buy some more of that later and he let his attention drift to Nancy, a smirk on his lips, "A babysitter? You got time for that with your boyfriend up on the council?"

He wasn't going to say it just yet, but if pressed, he wasn't trusting Nancy to watch Willow. Not with a vampire boyfriend she could take her home to. Nuh uh. He was cool with the Nest for the most part, but there were some paranoias he wasn't going to shake so easily.