"Sure," says Daniel with a distracted nod. He's not sure how he'd describe the sensation, but it's not unpleasant. Aliyah seems to understand that, letting out a low rasping purr as she rubs her head against Seth's hand. He focuses on the feeling, frowning. It's very low and tingling and visceral, a bit like how Daniel thinks Aliyah's purr would feel like if it were transposed into metaphysical sensation.

Her apparent eagerness to initiate the physical contact soon translates into the abstracted feeling running through him. Daniel shivers, feeling almost like someone just tickled his soul - whatever that means - and breathes out a faint breathless laugh.

"Yeah that's - ha, yeah. That's odd. Not...bad odd, just. I dunno." As if that helps define it any.