"Um. Sure." Seth is being insistent, so Daniel swallows all of his remaining objections with the rest of his coffee and smiles faintly at the empty mug. "Thai's fine."

Thai is more than fine. He's warm and dry and caffeinated and, all right, he'll admit it - he feels safe. It's not a feeling Daniel has any great familiarity with, but he finds he doesn't mind it. He'd be content with just this but now Seth is offering food on top of it, and he hasn't eaten in something like twelve hours though he's long since lost track, and if this is the universe finally giving him a break then Daniel is going to be intensely grateful and hold onto this break for as long as he can.