Val tried not to smile too wide, or at least have the decency to try and hide that smile in her hair as she ducked her head for a moment. Calm and warm. Her sweet little Danny. Val had vague memories of people making her feel that way, but it had been a long while.

"That's a good way to feel," Val assured him. "And Rachel seems like a sweet girl. A sweet girl who is never ever to come crawling through your window again-" these words were said very seriously and with a pointed look "-but a sweet girl none the less."