It's not until Seth gets up and starts moving around when Daniel stirs a little and promptly groans because getting up feels like such an insurmountable task, especially with the way his shoulder is aching from its rough treatment the day before. Daniel has historical difficulty making himself vertical at early hours without the assistance of coffee. The only thing he can manage at the moment is to drag his good arm over his eyes in a halfhearted attempt to wake himself up or possibly remind himself that he's still sentient, he's not certain.

Finally Daniel drops the arm and looks over at Seth.

"Morning," he slurs. "I'm assuming it's morning." That would explain the aching. And the head-aching. Which would ordinarily fall under the general category of "aching" but the headache is unrelated to injury and also much more pronounced, so Daniel decides it needs its own denotation.

Thankfully, he's recovering brain cells at an appreciable rate.

"How you feeling?"