Daryl watched him through his short speech, eyes focusing from under dark lashes and hair now stringy with sweat. He didn't move away, didn't flinch. Just let James get it out. He took the warning to heart, but he wasn't as worried as the kid was. Whoever or whatever 'hydra' was, he didn't think they were here. James was already wary for his own sake. Which was good.

He cocked his head to the side after James tried changing the subject. Stayed real quiet for several long moments. Kept eye contact.

When he spoke, it was a single, simple word, "Why." That was his third question. Didn't need a long explanation. Just wanted to know why. And James had answered that just fine.