This mother hen routine isn't something Daryl's practiced at, so it's probably a little funny to watch him frowning at Jesus, poking around at him, grumbling about bruises. He holds still when he's clutched at, one hand on the other man's middle-- and realizes he doesn't know what to do or say, because he's an idiot. He went through hell and brought them back something that could very well result in a turning point, and Daryl's not going to get weird about it by saying something as useless as They thought you were dead.

"S'bout how long you were gone," he observes, and stands up so he can help him into the shower cubicle. Daryl would give him his privacy, but the man literally sank to his knees in exhaustion already out there. He does step back and lean against the counter, though, arms crossed over his chest.

"Holler if you're gonna pass out in there." (Please.)