Daryl's in luck- Ghoul doesn't seem to suspect anything odd. He doubts parents would like to know about the fuck you song either, but nevertheless, it makes sense. "Oh, yeah... Yeah, sorry." His brain jumps to her spilling the beans about being a squirrel to a daycare full of people who don't know about shifters, and that'd be a mess for sure.

The thought of there possibly being daycares specifically for children like her doesn't even cross his mind. What a dumb ex-human.

He glances back over at her and sighs after a brief silence, nose wrinkling a bit. "Now I feel all bad about chasin' you, though. Don't be goin' out on that time of the month. Shit's stupid, you got a baby."