Dan sees exactly where Boba's mind is going to, but feels no need to condemn or encourage the ideas. If he tries to lecture Boba about not being dangerous, that will be off-putting and callous to whatever Boba's already gone through, and Dan obviously doesn't want to encourage using poison on people. Thankfully, the nature of poinsettias is a good, morally-neutral cover.

"Unless you're someone real small like the elves or sensitive, poinsettias are just poison enough to give you a rash, an upset stomach and some itchy eyes. Reckon for safety's sake you might should always rinse your hands after handling them." Dan keeps his hands in his pockets, a few steps ahead of Boba to emphasize that he's fine with Boba at his back and outside of Boba's personal space bubble.

"Depends on where on the planet you are and what time of year it is, since the sun's rotating around us. Where I'm from daylight lasts between ten to fourteen hours."

The workshop has a shelf with poinsettias and other seasonal plants spilling over like untidy clothing from a dresser drawer. Dan can get on tip-toe or get a stool to reach them, but he steps aside for Miguel to do the honors; why deny the perks of being around someone a foot taller?