There was a part of him that was expecting an argument, or worse a strike. He had been threatened and Daniel knew he'd been on the easy end of things. That meant facing this and trying to be a voice of reason. It was a new position for Daniel, but one he was willing to take to keep what he had.

Then Dylan agreed, nodding even. He stared at him a moment. "Good. I'm glad you're with me on this." He hadn't liked his options if he hadn't agreed, after all. "All my other plans involved locked rooms and forced watching of some sugary kid shows for therapy."