Seth nods and hands Daniel his coffee first of all. Then he puts the bag of clothes and phones on Daniel's side of the bed, toes off his shoes (which he hasn't laced yet), and sits down on the bed, pulling his feet up and crossing them, something he's gotten used to get his feet off the cold floor in his cell, even if it isn't cold in here.

The coffee's thankfully cooled off a little on the way here, but first of all he takes one of the croissants, breathing it in a bit before taking a bite. God, warm and fresh baked goods, it's like a religious experience.