Daryl shot her a glare before turning around completely, and raising his voice. "No means no, god dammit. I dun care what you've managed to gather, I got plenty for myself righ' here with the squirrels I got. Jus' leave me alone! I left to get away from people, not find more!" Daryl snaps, flailing his arms slightly.
He takes a few steps away before coming back, huffing loudly. He acts as if he's going to hit her, but never does. He won't hit a woman, he never would. He might scream, and rage, but he'd never strike one.
"Are you... Are you stupid or somethin'?" Daryl finally asks, canting his head slightly. "'Cause you sure the hell act like it. You wanna come with me, follow my ass 'round, and possibly get killed, and for what? So I can have that on my concious? That I let some doctor lady who was stalkin' me die? Why did you even have to come find me, huh?" Daryl's raising his voice again, shaking slightly.
He runs his hands over his face, it's already getting dark, and he can survive just fine on his own, but having another person with him would be dangerous.
"You say one word, jus' one. And I'll leave you behind. You got it?" Daryl asks, pointing a finger at her with another glare of daggers. "Follow me, and shut up."