Re: In-person: Daniel/Noah
Fear. It left a bad taste in Noah's mouth and it felt worse in his guts, dude. Daniel's fingers sank into the muscle of Noah's shoulder, and Noah, out of nervous habit, chewed on his bottom lip. He didn't follow the dark look over his shoulder, but he did come in further, trying to close the door behind him. "Yeah, he called me, man. We talked for a bit. They want to, you know, test him. His DNA. Because they found him in the woods. But, I know a dude, like, inside, one of the geneticists, and he promised that whatever happens, he'll make sure it looks okay, so, at least there's that." Noah didn't pull away from Daniel's grip. He just waited for what the dude wanted/needed to do, wishing he could, like, send vibes out as easily as he could receive them.