"Honey," Daniel stroked your cheek, wiping away your tears after you obediently begged him to return your hearing-aids. "No tears, my beloved little princess."

Daniel is not a rude person. He loves you, too much to have the heart to hit you on the head which caused your hearing problems to the point that now your deaf worse. A long years ago.

Only with hearing aids, which he often confiscates from you whenever you misbehave. He doesn't want you to fight him: he wants the best for you.