[ Daniel actually laughs like that; it's wheezy and sounds like he hasn't done it in quite some time, but it's certainly and unavoidably a laugh. ]

Yeah, he's over 500 years old, or so he tells me. I never really know how much the shit he tells me is truth or whether he's just talking out of his ass because... Well, how the fuck am I supposed to fact check that kind of stuff?

[ He sounds irritated. He is. Armand always makes him feel like that, and yet he can't help but long to know where in the world Armand might be. Here? Or has Daniel finally escaped him? Shouldn't that make him feel good? Why doesn't it? ]

Do you have anyone in your life you hang out with, or are you like.. a solo mercenary... guy.

[ He was gonna say shark. ]