"Technically." His tone is light but not friendly as he moves to carefully put the books on top of those already present. "It's a quarter to noon."

Daniel has to work to keep his steps unhurried as he moves away, back to the door and hands in pockets. He's supposed to be the person in power here, and it takes an astronomical effort to keep everything from body language to facial expression as dispassionate and controlled as everyone else here.

"Have you given any thought," he asks after an indecisive pause, "to the possible advantages of your full cooperation?" Is he getting better at this? Should he be worried that he's getting better at this? Should he be worried that he's been able to play this part for so long?

It wouldn't matter, in any case; right now he's primarily worried about Seth.