[ For all that Daniel's pupils look like flames, this is the first time he's encountered it since his turning, aside perhaps from little candle-wick fire - nothing to the sudden heat Matt produces, a microcosm of the sun. The power of it roars before him, and Daniel visibly startles, hands balling into fists, taking a step back with his breath caught in his chest. Maybe he can pass it off as awe, as the hay fails to catch and the magical fire dies down without any damage at all.
Daniel knows his body, his precious new body all hale and strong, would not react so blithely. ]
Wow.
[ Trying to remember what he sounded like when he was impressed with Matt's magic instead of afraid of it, and sound like that again. Matt's blood seems to have heated along with the fire itself, which is a lovely distraction, the way it blushes his cheeks and trips in his pulse, and Daniel is drawn back forward again despite himself. ]
Can't walk out, can't break out, so we're effectively caged. Wish I had signal.
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Daniel knows his body, his precious new body all hale and strong, would not react so blithely. ]
Wow.
[ Trying to remember what he sounded like when he was impressed with Matt's magic instead of afraid of it, and sound like that again. Matt's blood seems to have heated along with the fire itself, which is a lovely distraction, the way it blushes his cheeks and trips in his pulse, and Daniel is drawn back forward again despite himself. ]
Can't walk out, can't break out, so we're effectively caged. Wish I had signal.