At this point Seth finds himself completely unbothered by the proximity, companionable or not, and just enjoying the close contact. In fact he rather wants more of it. Not that that's particularly uncommon, but it's stronger right now, in a way he doesn't quite question. He doesn't mind the way the softness of their seating makes him lean against Daniel even without meaning to. It's comfortable.

And of course Daniel would know the names of those things. It's like having his own little lexicon, at least when it comes to historical stuff.

"Well, maybe it'll happen again. We do sometimes get repeats," he answers a shrug, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Maybe you'll end up some kind of centaur, those seemed pretty popular. I saw a part-llama one!" The last bit gets accompanied by a lazy, crooked grin.