Daniel felt like someone had reached inside of him, grabbed both of his lungs and squeezed them tight. How could she say it wasn't such bad news when he had a brain tumour and they hadn't been able to remove all of it? That sounded like bad news. That sounded like really bad news.
He nodded dumbly, Tony's hand on his shoulder grounding him from going into full panic mode. "What are his chances of a full recovery? I mean, what are we looking at here? Say it can't be removed, will he still be able to lead a normal life?"