Daryl takes the items only because Jesus is the one handing them to him. Like they'd passed some sort of rite of trustworthiness just because the other man had touched them. Mostly 'cause he trusted Jesus. The phone got shoved in his pocket, the walkie attached to his belt, and the pamphlet turned over in his hands.

He squinted at the person before lifting his chin stubbornly, "Why can't you answer questions? Ain't no one else here?"

"I have things to do," they said, obviously annoyed, and gestured at the paperwork in front of them. It looked like a list or schedule of some sort. Then they went back to it, practically ignoring the two.

Daryl stared at them for a second longer before moving closer to Jesus and actually opening the pamphlet to start reading,"'If yer reading this, you have probably died. Most of the people who show up in that building claim to have so we're assuming you have, too. We don't know how, we don't know where. We don't care. You're here and if you're going to be here, you might as well help keep the rest of us alive because you can still die all over again if you get bit.'"

He locked eyes with Jesus briefly, "The fuck kind of bullshit is this?"