Somewhere during the process of trying to find a ziplock baggie amongst her knifes and other weaponry, Daryl touches her and she glances up, her thoughts jumble and she ends up ironically dropping her bag in the front entrance after all.

Stop him? Hardly. At first it's just more shock and trying to reassure herself that she did drop that flower outside and didn't end up with it stuck to her boot or anything. But then she catches up to events and thinks, well. If Daryl wants to try this again he's damn well going to get a kiss this time.

So she stops thinking. Her response is slow but hardly passive, more waiting to see what exactly he had in mind. It's all fine by her, she won't regret it either way.