Daryl leaned back from Jesus as he leaned in. Not far, just a sway of his shoulders the other direction. Not something he even thought much about. But Jesus was new to him and he was always wary of new people.

"Have ta talk to Rick about that," he said, tone not changing in the slightest. Still matter-of-fact, but sympathetic. "And Olivia. She does the inventory. We make runs for whatever we can, but she sets the priority."