"With my life," Daniel whispered softly, letting his hands rest against Methos' arms. "I'm not sure how to talk about what happened," he admitted softly. "I'm afraid of upsetting you... afraid that you will see me as something fragile and weak and that you will not want to stay. My self confidence is shot right now... and my sanity is just hanging by a thread. If you hadn't returned when you did..." He trails off, feeling tears fall down his face.