[ heine can't help a short laugh at that. ] That's what you said when we met.

[ such insistence on being fine even when clearly in so much pain it was killing him. heine recalls basically having to force the painkillers into daniel's hands to get him to take them.

he can't blame daniel for it—heine is also very much the type to say things are fine when they're demonstrably not. but he also doesn't quite believe daniel, not when he got such a good look at the terror on his face when he entered the room to begin with. ]

Okay, yeah. [ his hand loosens on daniel's elbow, but only to slide down to his wrist, keeping one point of contact between them. ] They don't have very good peripheral vision, and sounds don't get their attention, except for voices. So we can sneak, but we'll want to stay low and real quiet.

Can you do that? [ he believes daniel can, but wants to hear him say it. ]