He took an exaggerated breath in through his teeth when Andy flashed her new colored body, made of blue and purple. That was definitely going to prevent some quality of sleep. Hence, Daniel steering clear of direct contact from the angry thing. But like she said, she was an army brat so that may have prompted her to get her body involved in the whole situation.
She mentioned her ghost friends that were like regulars in her life which Daniel thought over in his head again. Andy didn't make it sound like a tragedy or burden so perhaps she was content with the ability and glad to have made friends out of it. For some reason he imagined it to be different than talking to the common people, until she assured it wasn't much different than having a conversation with an alive person, that had an active pulse. He could be inquisitive about all the horror ghost stories he's heard with her later. Andy may not have been an expert, but she definitely would have more idea than him. Maybe Daniel had talked to a ghost once or twice and just not realized it.
The mentioning of Hecate as mom stirred uncertain feelings in him. It was a fact, Hecate was their shared mother but there had always been a certain distance in just addressing her as Hecate. As he stood behind Andy, her comments empty about his cabin and the view, he had to ponder on their relationship. Personally, he didn't hold an overly loving relationship or fond feelings towards her. Nor did he hold the coldest feelings towards her.
Daniel hugged his sister back and nodded to her proposal. "Maybe tomorrow you could show me some of your magic stuff and I could show you... Something that I know how to do and you don't. Good night Danny.""Night sis." He stood still for a while. "Don't call me Danny," he called after her. She wouldn't stop until she found a new name. At least that's what he'd do.
Daniel, like many other cabin folks, soon found himself collapsed in bed after a long day. Sinking to sleep with no worries.