Daniel stumbles a little on his way to the chair but gets himself sitting down with minimal damage to his person; a notable feat, seeing as he couldn't stop staring the entire time. Distantly, absurdly, he registers that this is actually pretty rude and quickly transfers his stare to Seth, who still doesn't seem all that surprised by the presence of a heavenly soldier in his apartment. Then to the table. Then back to - the archangel Gabriel.

"I can make paperclips," he says numbly. Then he realizes that that is the most inane possible way to put it. "Um. Office supplies. It's, uh. Not very interesting."

One day he'll remember how to string together sentences that are comprised of more than five words. The ability to form words soon rushes back in full force, along with Daniel's typical fascination with new things.

"You're really him." He still sounds stunned but also faintly pleased, because he's met about every god on the pantheon but he's probably the first from his universe to make first contact with an angel. There's no way the Ancients count. "That's, that's incredible. I'm sorry, just. Wow."