When we first met in Darrow there was no way of knowing that Danny would become my best friend, but he had. I didn't realize how true that was until he was gone. I should have known, I guess. I don't think it's possible to get as angry as I did with someone I didn't care about, whose opinion wasn't important. It would have been easier to shrug it off if I hadn't wanted and expected more from someone I considered my friend; I've been doing it my whole life. Genuine friendship was new though, or at least had to be relearned after Tommy.

"Me too," I reply sincerly. While I won't be forgetting about tonight anytime soon, finding him again and having him remember who I am would have been enough.