[Briefly, Daan wishes he had the ability to reassure Marcoh about the others in some capacity, but he can't and won't make empty promises. His eye trails down to the ground for a moment, then he takes in a breath before he speaks again.]
The office, then. You can make yourself comfortable.
[There's a light squeeze from Daan's hand to Marcoh's.]
...Do you need your sandwich? [Please say no, he'll make you a new sandwich.]
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The office, then. You can make yourself comfortable.
[There's a light squeeze from Daan's hand to Marcoh's.]
...Do you need your sandwich? [Please say no, he'll make you a new sandwich.]