Dan can't quite seem to pull his hand away, and he doesn't think he wants to, not in this moment. To be fair, he's done an awful lot of touching his friend today, and it's been-- allowed. Okay. Perhaps even welcomed.

"You set yourself free," he says, still in that quiet tone. "I'm sorry, I can feel that coming through, but it's clear. Set yourself free from that, though not everything."

He feels something stirring in his ribcage, and he's not sure he's felt it before. Maybe Abra had pierced through the numbness, but not like this.

"I'm really glad I met you."