Danny steeples his fingers, touching his fingertips together in an irregular rhythm. Maybe they ought to leave it there and focus on trying to salvage their friendship. FBFs, right. They got through Darrow together and unlike Mindy, Hedwig actually remembers it and him. That's got to mean something, surely.

Danny blows air between his teeth, flexing his cheeks and mouth as he thinks, like he's weighing up a decision.

"Tchhhh tchhhh tchhhh..." More steepling. His socked toes curl into the sofa cushion.

They should definitely leave it here, he eventually decides. He's very Catholic and very straight and Hedwig is, well, Hedwig.

"Did you want to leave?" He hears himself asking instead.