Danny chuckled at the chime of exams. He was looking forward to getting the hell out of London College though, that was for sure.

With Rachel leaning against him, Danny returned to his work, the eyes taking shape. He was very good at drawing realistic people, having practised for years. "Obviously this is going to be him ten years ago, but it should help," he said, shading a bit of the eyebrow. "What else do you want to make after exams, Cai?" He was trying to carry on the conversation as if he wasn't literally drawing his friends a picture of his rapist.