He listened, listened to the woman try and lay claim to the kid, so much like the Claimers that he had been forced to join forces with, until he found Rick, Michonne and Carl. Hatred filled him; his blood ran cold. Daryl reached out as Noah started to step towards the cop, and laid his hand firmly on Noah’s chest, pushing him back slightly. Daryl stepped forward, barely containing the growl behind his words. “No, he ain’t staying,” Daryl moved to flank Rick on his left side.