Seth doesn't expect Daniel to react the way he does. What with how calm and collected he's been so far, and how he's surely died at least once at this point, you'd think he'd be more okay with weird shit.

But he hadn't reacted all that great the last time Seth had done it to him, had he? The one time he'd been properly conscious for, back in that underwater place. Perhaps it's a thing with him. Not when Seth does it maybe, but when it's done to Daniel.

It's almost more frightening than anything that's happened so far, seeing Daniel so scared. Seeing Daniel so scared of him, even. Jerking away like that. It's painful to see, in a way more painful than the beating he's taken today.

Breathing hard himself, temporarily exhausted by the effort of that, Seth sinks to his knees and sits down, trying to gather himself. Doing it briefly isn't too hard, but having to maintain it for ages while they got clear took its toll on his already worn body.

"I can pass through things. And, um, extend the effect," he explains. That much had been obvious of course, but he's saying it mostly to acknowledge and confirm that he knows what happened, that he did it intentionally.

He watches Daniel worriedly, waiting for Daniel to regain some of his calm, cause Seth has neither the energy nor the knowledge to actually take charge of this situation.