Water, food, a place to sleep, and company that can stand to hold a decent conversation with him. This is more than Daniel would have ever expected, and he's certainly not used to having a four-for-four count. There's even the wavering bonus fifth tickbox, but Daniel's still not a hundred percent clear on the meaning there.

Thinking about it is a bit much right now. For now he's content to munch on his Thai food happily and try not to eat with the voracity that comes from not having eaten in - in a while. Not having eaten in a while. He hasn't been counting.

"So, um." He swallows a much-too-large mouthful in an effort to not speak through Thai curry chicken because he wants to be somewhat intelligible. "I don't know if I've thanked you enough, really, but I think I should keep doing it because, um, because you keep doing things like this, so. Yes. Thanks. For that. And. Everything."

He squirms a little at that intensely awkward expression of gratitude. Oh, way to go.