Dan stands up and pulls himself into first position, doing a tendu with his left leg. "Ballet, to be exact. Good enough to be professional."

Dan's father taught him trades and his mother taught him the arts. He only knows the rudimentary figures of ballet, but he knows that if he were to hone his skills with years and years of discipline and practice, he might approach what those women were so capable of.

"I want to see if we got anything clear about their hands." Dan's watching the drone camera now less than he's watching Miguel's reaction. "They look...peaceful out there on their own. You wouldn't could believe they're monsters."

Dan sounds like he doesn't want to believe they're monsters.