[ Daniel watches this, briefly, gaze lingering a second before he decides to take a drink of his pilfered sparkling water. It's awkward, lifting the glass bottle with both hands again, concentrating on not trembling or slipping so he can take some long mouthfuls. Pretend it's something stronger. Put the bottle down again carefully. Time was he would have done that one-handed without a second thought. ]

I'm told I'm a great sounding board.

[ If he wants to brainstorm aloud. Daniel looks out into the darkness, across the violent ecological nightmare of the empty lawns. ]

Though if it goes that way you'll need to be good. Really good. I know a guy staying here who'd make Ghengis Khan look like a kitten.