[ Daniel may not have gone into the bank himself, but it seems that the object there meant for him managed to find its way to him all the same - in the most roundabout way possible, but perhaps also the most perfect way possible, considering who it reunited him with.
He could blame the fact he's taken the object with him even out here on that, really. Maybe it's just because it's the first thing that made him happy in this place, if not just for a very specific reason. But somehow Daniel has found himself compelled beyond that to take it along in a way he can't quite grasp.
It's that same urge that makes him spot someone in the park, someone he doesn't even know, and step up to them. Even though the fact there's a still healing bruise all across the side of Daniel's face - right now coloured yellow, that last phase before it heals altogether - has made him kind of self-conscious all this time, and the fact that he can't actually talk even more so.
It's hard when you've lost your voice to the extent that you have to grab a phone from your pocket and type out everything you're saying on that, after all. Daniel quickly types something on there after greeting Kim with a slight nod, the phone's robotic voice reading out the words: ]
Are you looking for something?
[ Sorry, Kim, this is what your investigation apparently looked like.. ]
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He could blame the fact he's taken the object with him even out here on that, really. Maybe it's just because it's the first thing that made him happy in this place, if not just for a very specific reason. But somehow Daniel has found himself compelled beyond that to take it along in a way he can't quite grasp.
It's that same urge that makes him spot someone in the park, someone he doesn't even know, and step up to them. Even though the fact there's a still healing bruise all across the side of Daniel's face - right now coloured yellow, that last phase before it heals altogether - has made him kind of self-conscious all this time, and the fact that he can't actually talk even more so.
It's hard when you've lost your voice to the extent that you have to grab a phone from your pocket and type out everything you're saying on that, after all. Daniel quickly types something on there after greeting Kim with a slight nod, the phone's robotic voice reading out the words: ]
Are you looking for something?
[ Sorry, Kim, this is what your investigation apparently looked like.. ]