"How about, ahh." Daniel considers for a moment, chewing on his lip. "Just - pleasant. That can be our goal, just, you know. Pleasant. 'Normal' is subjective anyway. And a deeply flawed concept, based on entirely, well, I don't think you wanna hear the rant I've got prepped."

He takes a much longer draw from his mug, savoring the shot of energy to his central nervous system. After the hellish night before, he thinks he needs it.