Good thing Seth hasn't had anything regularly enough at the rebel base to become addicted to it, right? Well, at least not in this dream. Probably his subconscious letting him know he's not ready to reveal that whole thing to Daniel.

"I will get coffee," he promises, pocketing the wallet and the room key, and pulling on his shoes. "Alright... Back soon," he says, trying to treat this as a casual thing, like he does this every day, turning to the door and taking a deep breath, then steeling himself and heading out before Daniel has a proper chance to worry about him.