He tries to maintain eye contact - honest to god - but Daryl can’t help but peek over the exasperated man’s shoulder, sharp blue eyes searching for the source of the canine orchestra. 

    ❛❛    ya ain’t gotta apologize, man. They just want some attention…    ❜❜   play it cool, Dixon… Don’t ask to see the dogs.    ❛❛  … Do they like strangers?  ❜❜   god damn it.