A grin settled on Daniel's face, a sharp shark's grin for a man who knew just how much he'd won. He could see the jealousy and resentment on Teddy's face. He could practically smell it. And it delight him. Not in any sort of physical capacity. Oh no. This was strictly alpha male dominance, and nothing else. He'd proven he was better. Plain and simple. While shirtless and now sticky with spilled beer. Better than this adonis of a college boy.

He took Teddy's hand in a firm, nearly crushing grip, before dragging him closer. He gripped that hand against his chest, forcing him to be close. Just to prove his dominance in that social sort of way that had no implications outside of that.

"Didn't I tell you?" He said, his head cocked slightly. "I'm a diver. Got a bit of practice with holding my breath." As if that's all it was. He patted Teddy on the cheek so hard it was nearly a slap. "Nothing to do with luck."