"Well, luckily for you, no one would believe me even if I did tell them. You don't get too many people who are homeless and sane," he said with a laugh. No, that was one thing that was difficult about his chosen way of life. If he ever had to warn people of an incoming attack, well, he doubted they would ever believe him. He was harmless in that way. He could overhear as many plans as he liked, but he had no way of backing it up. The only way for him to stop something from happening was to do so himself.
"It must be useful to be able to feel who's a danger to you without needing any help on it," Daryl said, raising his left leg for a moment, "I would have seen this coming. As it was, I was just rudely woken by a man and his dog. They said I stole their spot. Not as dangerous as vampires, but still a nasty bite!"