The eyebrows bring themselves down into a little frown as Seth goes off on a great tumbling self-directed diatribe about - about the kissing, Daniel supposes, though he never actually says it. And he's getting flustered, oh no no no no no, that's not good. That is the opposite of good.

"That's - not -" he begins haltingly, raising both hands in what he hopes is a clarifying, placating manner. "That's not what's happening here. Is it? I didn't, I didn't get that impression. I mean, it was, we were, I mean yeah, we -" He motions vaguely, the meaning implicit. "- but it was, we. We. You know. It was mutual, it happened, um. It was very nice."

There was an original point buried there somewhere but Daniel cannot for the life of him pick out what it might have been. And how his ears are red again. How perfect.