First impressions are proving to so far be correct - that's definitely a claw of some kind, though the voice it apparently belongs to doesn't sound threatening in the slightest. It just sounds scared. He probably wasn't much help, coming crashing in out of the blue.

"You weren't," he says immediately, sensing it safe to carefully untangle the rest of himself and fold his legs beneath him. He shoots the door a furtive look, then pushes himself into a sitting position, cross-legged and curious. "That was my fault, I, I wasn't watching my step."

His partner in impromptu conversation still seems intent on remaining covered. Daniel frowns, head to one side.

"Are you okay?"