"Yep," Daniel agrees, already ducking back into his room.

Already halfway done, then, he's the first to reappear at the top of the stairs, dragging his suitcase along with him. He sets it down near one of the couches, once he's downstairs, and then takes up the seat next to it, settling in to wait. If he reaches for a deck of cards to occupy himself with, to pass the time, it's absolutely muscle memory, at this point.