Daryl shakes his head to try and dislodge the fingers from their spot. He wasn't some pet and didn't need to be treated as such.

"I like pups better when they ain't tryin' to act bigger than they are," he returned and moved away several feet before shaking his body again and transforming back to human. Unlike many a shifter, his clothes came with him. A boon from a fae that he was grateful for. Came in handy in times like these.

He stood up and stretched, "Wasn't plannin' on staying out all night. Got a kid back home who's probably tearin' up the place. You safe to walk?"