"Uh, trust me, it's a lot better than what I'm used to." He grins, pausing in his meal to pat at the thing appreciatively. "I mean, for one it's got cushions. Surprisingly rare commodities, those. You wouldn't think it, but there it is."

And he's going to take a minute to savor the small, unconscious thrill that Seth has taken the night's strangeness in stride and wants him to stay regardless of the delicate situation. Daniel finds that touching, almost. Whatever personal baggage might have abruptly cropped up between them, Seth is still kind enough to lend him room and board.