It was in that moment, when Danny looked up at him and Rachel turned, her hands still wrapped around Danny's, and they both sat there waiting for his answer that Cai really and deeply understood the term incriminating silence. He couldn't say anything, and in that he knew he was saying everything. "I'm sorry dude," he said, at last, but he didn't turn his gaze away. He kept eye contact. Danny deserved that.

And into this awkward moment Zoe walked in, a cardboard tray of coffees in one hand.