[Above Webster's, in Daniel's place: Hannah & Daniel, + Si.]
[Daniel was asleep in his seat, chin on his chest. He could be forgiven, surely, as he hadn't slept for what felt like weeks, and he was only just in a place he felt safe enough to do so. He had put the carnival girl in his bed (he didn't have a lounge or somesuch for the purpose) and settled into his armchair. There was a phone (a model from four years ago, not the best) on his lap, and a stack of mail he had not begun to open. The conversation with Si had ended some time before.]