"Ain't afraid of the government," Daryl scoffed. But Dooku's efforts to metaphorically rein him in by walking that circle did what it was supposed to. It forced Daryl to stop his own pacing and turn with the man to watch him every step. To pay attention and listen past his own dislike of what Dooku had implied with his first offer.

He crossed his arms, shoulders up and looking very hunched in on himself. Clearly uncomfortable, but not so ready to lash out.

"Who's in it?"

Translation: he was listening.