Daryl had already started to rummage through one of the packs he'd claimed as his own. Pulled out a blanket, then did his best to make short work of some of the belt straps on the seats.

"This could work," he said more to himself than to Finn, but reached out to tap the kid on the elbow and tug him lightly toward him. Held the blanket up. "Don't got no bandages, but as long as your back is covered by something clean, it should be okay. Better than nothing. Can even sorta secure it with those belts."