It had nothing to do with him. Just as he'd thought. Danny doesn't know whether he has the right to feel disappointed that she'd agreed with an explanation he himself had given, but he is. Undeniably so.
He hides it easily, eyes darting around the room before he dips his chin to his chest, his voice turning into a rumble from the constriction. "You're welcome. You deserve it. What're friends for."
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Date: 2014-10-20 02:03 am (UTC)He hides it easily, eyes darting around the room before he dips his chin to his chest, his voice turning into a rumble from the constriction. "You're welcome. You deserve it. What're friends for."