Re: In-person: Daniel W/Sam A/Cris M
[Daniel hung up the phone as soon as he heard tires on the drive, without a goodbye or another word. He doesn't open the upstairs door in welcome, either, because Daniel is nearly constitutionally unable to open that fucking door on his own, and never all the way. However, it is unlocked, and once Cris mounts the last stair, Daniel murmurs a quiet come in that doesn't disturb the sleeper.
When the door opens, he's leaning by the kitchen counter, pouring more coffee.
A more alert person than Sam would wonder how someone as relatively slight and pale as Daniel was able to lift her up from his lap in the armchair to the bed across the room. She's lying atop the mess of covers with one of his many blankets over her. She still has her shoes on.]