[ There's quite some information in Chozen's words. There's the more obvious fact that the other truly seems to be alright - because Daniel is staring at the other, and it's not like he will lie to himself and say he knows the other well enough to be able to know his tells when he's lying, especially not when Daniel fell for it for an entire day like an idiot before, but he still can't find any sign in there that Chozen is trying to hide something from him.
But there's also that small mention. Daniel's old couch - in the guest room. The one he hadn't brought Chozen to yet before ending up here. It means that Chozen, very much like Terry Silver, is from some point in time ahead of him, even if Daniel has no idea how far. But Chozen doesn't look like he was stabbed, nor is he mentioning it, so-- did it not happen? Or did Terry Silver just lie to him?
(God, he did, didn't he? He probably just lied again, and Daniel fell for it again, like nothing has changed. Like he's still that teenage boy.)
It leaves Daniel quiet for a few moments, a very obvious pause, before he seems to go through an entire spectrum of emotions. He frowns, seemingly faintly frustrated in a way that's turned inward more than anything else. Then he exhales, as if trying to get rid of both that and the worry, though the latter still lingers a little in the edges of his expression by the time he nods. ]
Yeah. [ A beat, and then again-- ] Yeah, I'm-- I'm fine.
[ Not exactly the most convincing answer in human history.
But then again, maybe this is not entirely the usual classic Daniel attempt at shoving feelings right underneath the carpet before anyone can notice. Sure, it mostly is, but judging by the way Daniel glances around them before his gaze returns to the other, there's more to it. ]
We just have a lot to catch up on, I think. [ Something about his gaze turns apologetic as he says that, and it's only now that he bothers to pull his hand back - though it's slow, with no hint of rejection. ] And this doesn't seem like the right place for it.
[ Too many people.
Not to mention the possibility of Terry freaking Silver showing up, and while it's a fear that Daniel usually manages to quell to some level, it's a little harder under these circumstances. ]
Do you think you can get up and move? [ Daniel holds out the hand he just took back towards Chozen once more, joined by Daniel's other hand. ] I can help you up.
[ In case the stiffness is a little more intense than implied after all. ]
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But there's also that small mention. Daniel's old couch - in the guest room. The one he hadn't brought Chozen to yet before ending up here. It means that Chozen, very much like Terry Silver, is from some point in time ahead of him, even if Daniel has no idea how far. But Chozen doesn't look like he was stabbed, nor is he mentioning it, so-- did it not happen? Or did Terry Silver just lie to him?
(God, he did, didn't he? He probably just lied again, and Daniel fell for it again, like nothing has changed. Like he's still that teenage boy.)
It leaves Daniel quiet for a few moments, a very obvious pause, before he seems to go through an entire spectrum of emotions. He frowns, seemingly faintly frustrated in a way that's turned inward more than anything else. Then he exhales, as if trying to get rid of both that and the worry, though the latter still lingers a little in the edges of his expression by the time he nods. ]
Yeah. [ A beat, and then again-- ] Yeah, I'm-- I'm fine.
[ Not exactly the most convincing answer in human history.
But then again, maybe this is not entirely the usual classic Daniel attempt at shoving feelings right underneath the carpet before anyone can notice. Sure, it mostly is, but judging by the way Daniel glances around them before his gaze returns to the other, there's more to it. ]
We just have a lot to catch up on, I think. [ Something about his gaze turns apologetic as he says that, and it's only now that he bothers to pull his hand back - though it's slow, with no hint of rejection. ] And this doesn't seem like the right place for it.
[ Too many people.
Not to mention the possibility of Terry freaking Silver showing up, and while it's a fear that Daniel usually manages to quell to some level, it's a little harder under these circumstances. ]
Do you think you can get up and move? [ Daniel holds out the hand he just took back towards Chozen once more, joined by Daniel's other hand. ] I can help you up.
[ In case the stiffness is a little more intense than implied after all. ]