Though the recent storm had slowed down Daniel's purchase of a laptop, it hadn't halted it, and so Daniel sits outside a closed coffee shop, the windows dark and the place empty, tapping away at the computer's glowing keys. It's nice patio, probably very enjoyable when there's daylight and fancy coffees to be had.

He doesn't feel Louis in particular so much as he feels eyes on him, heavy in a way that could only be one of two other beings in Darrow.

That he knows of, at least.

"I'm not sure you should be around me," he says.