Danny raises his head, curious as to what's holding so much of Hedwig's attention down there. Especially as he's still sitting on the most obvious answer.

Unable to tell, he drops back down and shuts his eyes when Hedwig alights. The question isn't exactly a surprise one but Danny had been hoping it wouldn't come up so soon.

"Now we pray," he murmurs. "Dear God, I know, I know, no sex before marriage, but You're never gonna win that argument with me. I'm sorry, I'm just, I tried marriage, Man, and we both know how that turned out. Anyway, thank You for giving us these moments on earth to enjoy such intense and erotic-- this is Hedwig, by the way. Yeah, that Hedwig. He's still a heathen, so you probably won't recognise him." He sighs. "Okay, listen, thanks for not smiting me. Thanks for joining us in a very satisfying sexual union. I feel very fulfilled right now. I think we both feel very--"

Danny's eyes pop open at Hedwig.

"You, y'know," he whistles jauntily, brows wiggling, "at the end, right? For real? No faking?"