The gentle pressure around his shoulders is welcome, even if Daniel can't lift his gaze from the seam on the blanket Seth pulled over both of them, toying with a loose thread that seems to have sprang up specifically so he could fiddle with it.

"We really are," he says in a stumbling attempt to jar himself back into the formerly warm atmosphere they'd been sharing before. The smile he tries to form quickly flutters and fades. "Well, hey. It's what happens when you take us someplace nice for once."