Seth wonders if Daniel has anywhere to stay, whether perhaps he spent his last money on a hotel room for the night, but he somehow finds it unlikely. And if he's lugging around suitcases in this weather, chances are he's not staying with a friend. He might be on his way there, of course, but Seth wouldn't assume so. He almost wants to offer Daniel a space on his couch right then and there (or his bed, if he's so inclined), but that's definitely too forward. Even if he strangely feels like he knows Daniel somehow.

"No problem," he answers with a smile, taking a much more relaxed approach with his own drink. "I came into some money last night, so I was supposed to go on a spending spree. Instead I've mostly been spending it on drinks here, thanks to the weather. Might as well share it, eh?"

He's always a little wary of letting people know he's got money, since the people looking to relieve you of it seem to come out of the woodwork, but Daniel hardly looks like the type to do something like that. Like he's the sort of bloke you just automatically trust.