Re: Daniel/Chris/Kal - sitting area - 7:30 p.m.
Chris's work was never truly far from his mind, but Daniel worked to at least keep it from the fore. The mention of it now made his smile wane, his posture slump. But he nodded all the same, no more willing to admit to this feeling than he did to how often he thought of it.
"A few more weeks," he said again, "and we'll do it. Just tell him we're takin' him to the beach or somethin'. Make arrangements for his kuku and steal him away. Yosemite sounds killer, actually..."