Daniel leaned against the wall with his head, looking down at his bloodied hands. He clenched his fists and loosened them again, and his breathing was slow and deliberate. Slowly, he felt himself acclimatizing to his body. And the stinging sensation on his knuckles felt satisfying in a way he could not quite yet describe.<br/><br/>A.V's voice reverberated around the hallway, advising him to stop hurting himself and join the others in the dining hall. Daniel smirked, an inexplicable reaction that felt just right all the same. Something about the android's concern, fake though it may be, was amusing.<br/><br/>"Don't worry," he spoke to the wall, finally pushing off against it to stand upright. "I just needed a moment. I'll head over right now."<br/><br/>Finally, he could begin to think about the situation more clearly rather than be confused as to himself. There was still much he wanted to learn, but the initial anxiety of knowing next to nothing was beginning to ebb away.<br/><br/>He began to step towards the side of the hallway he had entered through, looking more closely at the doors now. He finally found one that was labelled as a restroom and stepped inside, intending to wash the blood from his hands. Inside, he found an open cabinet full of medical supplies.<br/><br/>"Do you read minds, A.V.?" Daniel asked, a soft smile once again tugging at his lips.<br/><br/>He quickly rinsed his hands off and wrapped his knuckles with some bandages, taking only a small moment to enjoy the sensation of the soft cloth against his bruised skin. Then, he walked towards the dining hall A.V. had mentioned to find everyone else already there, along with someone new he hadn't seen before.<br/><br/>"Hey, guys," he said with a hint of a smile. He had meant to speak more loudly, but it had barely come out as a whisper. He wasn't sure if anyone had even heard him. But at least he was getting used to his own emotional responses.<br/><br/>Looking around, he saw that no one else seemed quite comfortable or settled yet. But what stood out to him more than anything was the window, with an expansive view of the cosmos they were drifting past.<br/><br/>One of the others spoke up about the sense of scale it gave him, and Daniel found himself nodding in agreement.<br/><br/>"Small, yes. Insignificant, not so much. No one looking out at space could see us, but if we blew up something big enough..." he trailed off, feeling suddenly embarrassed. "Not that I want to go around blowing up solar systems or anything. Just having a hard time containing all the thoughts in my head right now."<br/><br/>One of the women in the room, who seemed to be the burliest among all of them, spoke up about meal availability, and something about the brusque nature of her demeanor combined with the genuine inquisitiveness of the question made him chuckle a bit. He wasn't quite sure why. Something about her asking a question simply seemed out of place, and he found it reassuring that not everything had to be as it seemed.<br/><br/>Daniel walked over to the food dispensing machines and looked over the strange options. The wolf's jaws biting down on flesh flashed through his mind again, instantly making him feel hungry.<br/><br/>"That's a good question," he asked. "I wasn't really feeling hungry, but I think that was just the shock of waking up. Now..." he trailed off, grabbing a neatly packaged tray of steaming food. It felt strange to have food dispensed from a machine in this manner, particularly after his dream of hunting for food as a wolf, but he wasn't going to turn his nose up at it because of that. Not bothering to grab any utensils, he took a slab of chicken from his tray and began to eat it with his hand.