"He already knows what's in our book," Daniel says gamely, "and he's already heard far worse commentary out of me about it than what was published."

Fourteen days of combat, intrigue, pain, bonding, upheaval, revelation, healing, worsening. Louis is allowed to skip it, just like Daniel is allowed to poke him about it. He thinks they each get it. Louis doesn't feel a need to scorch himself, Daniel feels like he only exists through his work. Balance, or something.

"And he read my other stuff, so I'm not too insulted."

Looked for himself in it. Found it, and couldn't recognize it—

Whatever. Headphones on is the universal sign of That's enough, pal, anyway.