Danny's hand stills in his hair, then moves to the back of his neck, rubbing awkwardly. "Yeah?"

The last time he'd let someone down gently, giant photos of his genitals had been exhibited around New York City for every Tom, Dic--everyone to see. Danny much prefers the avoidance technique. Ignore something for long enough and it has to go away at some point. His theory isn't fool-proof though, even he knows that. Some things are proving impossible to shake off, even in Darrow.

"In my experience honesty isn't much kinder."