Daniel knew she could teleport and it wouldn't be hard for her to do in a bar full of drunks and at this point, Daniel would most likely even cover for her. But the door was a safer bet. Once outside, she could go anywhere. Wait, Emma could teleport...
His drink delivery interrupted his thought train and he looked back to Emma. "No one should get away with doing that to anyone. I want to help you. I know we're not close by most standards, but," he paused as his fingers slowly turned his glass on the table. "It's not right. We're not all bad."