For a long time, Daneel couldn't believe his ears and eyes.
He just sat there, on the bed that was so familiar yet so foreign to him right now, and as the familiar sounds and smells washed over him, he took them all in while reveling in the way that they made him feel.
It was as if he had gone on a long, long journey, but had found his way home in such an abrupt fashion that he couldn't believe it. The tears lingered in his eyes until they started to drip down his cheeks, but he didn't stop them – he let them flow, and again and again, he tried to tell himself that this was but a simulation, but it just didn't work.
It was all too… real, and close to him, and hence, any such thoughts which entered his mind were quashed and thrown aside almost unconsciously.
For once, he didn't even want to check on the system to see if it was there.
