"Ah." A nod, peripherally relieved. That's as good and normal a reason to be traveling as any. Though why Nick is apparently refusing to factor rest stops into his equation is certainly a mystery.

Yep, this sure is a situation. For a moment Daniel drums his fingers on the wheel and watches tires chew up roadway and casts about frantically for some way to continue a reasonably normal-sounding conversation without encroaching on some deeply private topic. He performs a belated double take when he finally takes the time to dissect those semantics.

"Wait, 'should' be? You mean you don't actually know? Do you need to, uh, call him or anything?" Daniel fishes around in his pockets for his phone. One hand emerges, triumphant, bearing a perfectly serviceable if definitely military grade cellphone.