Daniel takes a moment to consider that, before, "You know, I don't think that'd be so bad, actually. I mean, you're pasty enough under all the -- " He gestures to himself, bodily. Merritt is, as a whole, just pasty. " -- that it'd probably keep anyone from being able to look at you for too long."

The beacons are lit and all that. Not that he has any room to talk.