Re: Quicklog, Webster's Vinyl: Daniel/Newt
[Daniel nodded agreement. To feel it. Newt wasn't judgmental, and Daniel wasn't defensive. He smiled at his curl-topped visitor, at ease with his presence in the most inner circle of his dwelling. He gave him a keen look when the man avoided his question.] What troubles anyone? You do not wish to tell me? [Daniel was, actually, curious. His feelings toward this fae man were somewhat neutral, a faint presence in a solar system outside of his orbit. He liked to know of his neighbors. It kept his mind occupied. But, if Newt wished to be secretive, he would not fault him.
You may have had some of this while you wait, I meant only that one should breathe a bit. [He poured from the half-empty into his own glass. The bouquet was warm. Blackberries, oak. He put the glass in front of Newt, leaving him with two glasses.] Try.