Well save some for the rest of them, Trunks. Danny might not have cosmic power working for him, but he's smacked his brother around a time or two. He's had the broken noses to prove it. Snatching people out of their lives is a little rude, he deserves to get his face smacked.

He can tell by his tone that he isn't. It---sounds different when someone is pitying you. The way their voice pitches or drops. The soft intake of breath in surprise. Stammering sometimes too, as they falter over whatever it is they are trying to get out.

He can hear the guy's smile, small but genuine. "Yeah, you're telling me. I guess I'm just lucky I didn't go toppling over something the second I got here."

Danny turns his head, focusing on the sounds outside of conversation around them. "So---are we in like a bar or something?"