Fine. Great. That works for Daniel. For a few minutes, anyway, as the rollercoaster not-conversation with Louis clunks around. Contending with the reality that he's going to spend the next eleven fucking hours locked in a tiny box, and there is no possible way he's ever falling asleep.
I have another line of questioning, if you have a minute. Impersonal hypothetical stuff.
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Fine. Great. That works for Daniel. For a few minutes, anyway, as the rollercoaster not-conversation with Louis clunks around. Contending with the reality that he's going to spend the next eleven fucking hours locked in a tiny box, and there is no possible way he's ever falling asleep.
I have another line of questioning, if you have a minute. Impersonal hypothetical stuff.