Daniel pretended that the guard was not there. He stared through the windshield and drew his eyebrows down over his eyes like thick shields against the reality of this particular situation. He resented this imprisonment the way he had any other, but unlike those others, he knew how necessary it was. Oddly, he was infinitely pleased to be going back to R1. It made him talkative, cheerful, and inquisitive, where otherwise he would be scowling at things, making crass observations, and demanding things. "Kat is going to be pissed at me," he said, after they wound into the drive and he moved reluctantly out into the cold.