⌇ Daniel was sitting on a chair, tapping his knife against whatever he was nearby at the time. Not thinking much about his surroundings or the sorts as he silently stared off into the distance.

".."

⌇ He seemed to be focused on something, though it didn't exactly matter as he looked away from whatever he was focused on, now being more focused on his surroundings as he realizes he's just been sitting in a chair. Doing nothing.

"Should find something to do."

⌇ Yes, Daniel. That'd be smart. As he gets up from his chair, he holds his hand out, an owl landing on his finger. Safe to assume that'd be HIS pet owl and nobody elses' which is nice!