[ The desperation doesn't fully leave Daniel's eyes - as if that feeling is so strong that it refuses to let go of him so easily, even though Robby quickly gives in to what Daniel is asking of him here.
It's an ask that usually wouldn't have come. Not if Daniel was sober. After everything, he wouldn't have dared to ask Robby to stick around for him. Because Daniel doesn't feel like he deserves it, sure, but also because the idea of facing yet another Robby rejection makes asking for it in the first place much too daunting.
But right now he can't think about that. He can only think about the feeling strongest and frontmost in his heart - the desire to have Robby stay here, so they can talk later, because Daniel has so much to say to the boy.
Because he doesn't want to lose him. Not the first familiar thing this city has truly given him, when it's all felt like some sort of purgatory Terry Silver kicked him straight into.
Maybe he can make one good thing out of it if he can at least apologize to Robby.
He doesn't let go of the wrist, but Daniel's eyes are clearly starting to struggle with the whole 'being awake' business. His eyelids start to fall multiple times, quickly opening again when Daniel realises he's falling asleep and wants to still look at Robby despite the boy's request for him to rest, but it's a losing battle.
Eventually Daniel's eyes don't open up again when they flutter shut, only the rising and falling of his chest betraying the fact that he is, in fact, thankfully just asleep rather than dead. The hold on Robby's wrist is still there, but it's so loose and slack at this point that it's easy to shrug off without even waking Daniel up. ]
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It's an ask that usually wouldn't have come. Not if Daniel was sober. After everything, he wouldn't have dared to ask Robby to stick around for him. Because Daniel doesn't feel like he deserves it, sure, but also because the idea of facing yet another Robby rejection makes asking for it in the first place much too daunting.
But right now he can't think about that. He can only think about the feeling strongest and frontmost in his heart - the desire to have Robby stay here, so they can talk later, because Daniel has so much to say to the boy.
Because he doesn't want to lose him. Not the first familiar thing this city has truly given him, when it's all felt like some sort of purgatory Terry Silver kicked him straight into.
Maybe he can make one good thing out of it if he can at least apologize to Robby.
He doesn't let go of the wrist, but Daniel's eyes are clearly starting to struggle with the whole 'being awake' business. His eyelids start to fall multiple times, quickly opening again when Daniel realises he's falling asleep and wants to still look at Robby despite the boy's request for him to rest, but it's a losing battle.
Eventually Daniel's eyes don't open up again when they flutter shut, only the rising and falling of his chest betraying the fact that he is, in fact, thankfully just asleep rather than dead. The hold on Robby's wrist is still there, but it's so loose and slack at this point that it's easy to shrug off without even waking Daniel up. ]