For a while Daniel can only sit there, completely bereft of dignity with his eyebrows climbing toward his hairline at an alarming rate because Seth is giggling
Seth is giggling.
Seth.
Yes, Daniel concludes in the part of his brain that is still somewhat rational, they are both drunk. Most assuredly.
He snorts a little and ducks his head, shoulders jumping to his ears, partially in embarrassment because good god that accent was awful and partially out of involuntary laughter-induced muscle contraction.
"I told you," he says pseudo-mournfully once he's recovered enough of his lung capacity to speak again. "Accents are not my area."
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Seth is giggling.
Seth.
Yes, Daniel concludes in the part of his brain that is still somewhat rational, they are both drunk. Most assuredly.
He snorts a little and ducks his head, shoulders jumping to his ears, partially in embarrassment because good god that accent was awful and partially out of involuntary laughter-induced muscle contraction.
"I told you," he says pseudo-mournfully once he's recovered enough of his lung capacity to speak again. "Accents are not my area."