"It's okay." Daniel regrets asking a little, but he doesn't know when they'll get the next opportunity to talk about any of it. "We'll stay ahead of them and, and I'll do whatever I can to help. We'll get out, far away as we have to. Whatever you need."

He doesn't know how far verbal consolation will go. At the very least it gives Daniel the illusion that they have goals for the longer term.

And then he just keeps going, because the caffeine has loosened his filter considerably.

"I'm sorry, bringing this up wasn't really, uh. Look, you ever need to talk about anything, I'm here and I'll, I'll stop pushing it." He stands, downing the remainder of his coffee in record time, and silently berates himself for his supreme lack of tact.