This is just perfect. Rolling in the snow with an invalid who greatly outweighs him. He's a squirmy little fucker, though, and while Daryl gets up enough to slam into Miles, he wriggles free of the weight Daryl presses against his stomach. Coming out from under Daryl with a gasp as he tries to get his breath back.

"Says - the man - who can't pin a bootsmear." He swipes a small trickle from the corner of his mouth.