[ Daniel can tell it's an uncomfortable subject - hell, he could have guessed when the topic was initially brought up - but Daniel has learned one very important thing in his career as a journalist; if people really don't want to talk about things, then they simply don't. Humans are selfish creatures, and if stuff happens to them that they haven't truly processed, they talk about it. Communal comfort and all that. Daniel isn't sure what comfort he'll be, of all people, but that's beside the point.
The explanation does very little to bring Daniel into the light, which is to say, the look on his face gets tighter in confusion. It might have been horror had Daniel been ten years younger. ]
... And you're trying to tell me there aren't psychos here, but there is someone who wanted to see what happens when you die?
[ He puffs out a breath that maybe was supposed to be a laugh? He emerges from behind the stand with a lighter, flicks it open and lights the end of the cigarette between his teeth. What's that about not smoking indoors, he can't hear you over the sound of being from 1985 baybeeeeeee. ]
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The explanation does very little to bring Daniel into the light, which is to say, the look on his face gets tighter in confusion. It might have been horror had Daniel been ten years younger. ]
... And you're trying to tell me there aren't psychos here, but there is someone who wanted to see what happens when you die?
[ He puffs out a breath that maybe was supposed to be a laugh? He emerges from behind the stand with a lighter, flicks it open and lights the end of the cigarette between his teeth. What's that about not smoking indoors, he can't hear you over the sound of being from 1985 baybeeeeeee. ]
So, did they turn back up? The person who.. died?