He opens his mouth to protest but Peter just goes ahead and self-immolates, okay then. Daniel has a terrifying fraction of a second to wonder what in the hell before his chains yank unceremoniously inward then snap back out again in a large, unfairly disproportionate surge of kinetic energy. He barely gets his free hand out to steady himself against the wall in time, more than a little rattled. He has to shake his head and blink rapidly to clear the neon silhouettes of the flames from his vision.

And whatever the hell that was Peter tried to do, it evidently didn't work. Daniel's ears are ringing a bit regardless, but he can hear Seth being incredibly pissed so he assumes his hearing's just fine.

"So um, ow," he mutters, irritated. He squints at Peter who, despite his rather startling light-show, appears to be undamaged. "You okay there?"