"If you really wanna hear my Russian you are most certainly welcome to." Daniel takes heart in the fact that Seth is smiling again and no longer quite as guarded as before. Mission accomplished. And worth the effort, even if said victory first required this not unpleasant headrush-like sensation.

The feeling gradually fades enough for Daniel to sit up again and sip gratefully at his water. He wouldn't mind getting properly drunk, as he isn't the type to do so often and is probably long overdue, but the hangover prevention effort is a thoughtful gesture.

"Thanks," he says, reciprocating with a grin of his own, but he doesn't clarify for what. For the water, for the drinks, for the honesty, for telling him things he was under no obligation to tell anyone, much less Daniel. All of that. It's implied, he's pretty sure.