"Mm." Daryl is still good at plenty of things to make them "useful" while they're here. Paul nods though, pausing only long enough to squeeze Daryl's elbow lightly before heading back out.

"Boots don't work," he announces gently when they're in the same room with the good doctor again, "wrong size."

Kei nods, accepting them back. "What size would work? To make this easier on everyone." It's addressed to Daryl, and once he gets an answer he'll disappear again--

"--if possible I'd like to repair my coat," Paul calls after him, just in case. Then he looks to Daryl again and shrugs.