Daniel is touched, if not momentarily speechless in how to respond to a statement like that. “That’s a shame. I like getting you.” He laughs awkwardly, aware that he is suffering from his own case of word vomit simply because it’s late and he’s still waking up. Or going back to sleep, Somewhere in between where the words are coming before his brain catches up to them. Since it wasn’t an emergency, and it was just Zane he was talking to, he was already feeling more relaxed than alert. “I suppose I can settle for second. Especially if it’s close.”
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