Danny raised an eyebrow at the pair of glasses that Misha pulled out of her box. She waved them around happily and cracked a smile when Valerie put them on. They looked hilarious on her, and he didn't think Valerie would actually do that.

Danny had to remember that this Valerie was a little different than the one he remembered.

She was older, they were a year apart.

Only it felt like a lifetime.

A few days had only passed for Danny in Paixao, but for Val it was a year and some odd days.

How could he honestly contemplate the things that had gone on while he was gone? He decided it was probably a good idea not to, not while he still felt like this whole thing was just some dream. It was getting pretty damn surreal.

He snapped out of his thoughts when Valeries gaze settled on him and she got this...undescribable look. He gave her a quizzical look of his own but she quickly turned her attention to her journal.

What was she so concerned about? She was leaving?

She was always doing that to him. Why?

Well all he could do was nod to her and watch her take off to take care of what it was she needed to tend to. He turned back to Misha and said with a smile.

"Guess it's just us this morning."