[There's a pause, then he folds his arms, as if to instinctively protect himself.]

...The times in which I've let myself be vulnerable to others has usually been followed up with regret. I don't want to regret that with you, or others I've shared with in this city. I don't... have anyone back in my world. No family, no friends to speak of. Hell, I didn't even think I had friends until it became obvious to me.

[Daan finally looks at Midnight, even if it means looking at his goofy costume.]

I'm usually very good at keeping my head together, but you have an uncanny skill in making me extremely frustrated, Midnight. For better or for worse. ...Anyway. I don't know that I could be more than a friend. But that much, I would want, even if I don't really know what I'm doing.

So you'll have to excuse me for being a bit clumsy at this.