Danny can sense the shift in the air, the emotional charge, the irritation and upset. Once Picard pulls his hand back, he relaxes someone, face twisting in brief irritation at the sigh from the other man. He's not trying to get a rise out of him. He's trying to figure out what the hell just happened to him.

"Right, okay. And no, I don't. I'm fine," he says, tone firm. "But yeah, sure, explain away. I'm all ears."

You think this is uncivil? Oh, just you wait.