Daryl snorted, shook his head, gave another little shrug, "Ain't nothing fair in this world. You get an advantage, it's your own damn fault if you're too stupid to use it. You ain't struck me as stupid. Yet."

He could still be proven wrong about the guy. He did only just meet him. But he had a good feeling about James. About the same kind of feeling he'd had about Aaron. If he had put a measure to it. And since he didn't have anyone else there to consult with, comparing to those he'd met recently and trusted was probably his best bet.

"You should uh... scout the area for now," Daryl continued, moving back the chair he'd been planning on ripping up when he'd decided to ask the three questions. "Place hasn't blown yet, so gotta figure it's not likely to. I got things in here. Come back in a few once you've done. We can take our supplies up to the ruins I saw some of the others heading for."

He wasn't good at being the one to tell someone to 'walk it off' or take the time they needed to get themselves together. So offering an out that wouldn't make it sound like he thought were being 'weak' was sort of a default. Scouting could substitute for getting some air. Give him something useful to do while he was out.