Seth frowns, considering. He's doesn't know how to answer or explain, how to measure how he's feeling, without going into painfully honest detail. And he's not sure how he'd cope with being painfully honest at the moment, or if that will change anytime soon.

"I dunno," he answers, warming his hands on the coffee, glancing up at Daniel. "I'm... I'm not sure how to answer that," he adds honestly. He's not sure he can really summarise. And perhaps it's just.. that he's felt close to a mental breakdown for so long, it's hard to judge accurately. He might break down any moment, or he might actually be coping just fine, all things considered.