Any other time, Danny would've been a lot better about hiding his secret identity. But right now, after venting like that, he couldn't help but be caught unaware by his response. It was obvious too, the way he couldn't help but furrow his brow, as if not sure what he was talking about. The way his gaze moved down, as if thinking back to what he said. The way his eyes widened, as if the realization just struck.

"Um..." The frustration was temporarily gone, replace in that moment with sheer unadulterated panic. His breathing starting to pick up, as he suddenly realized he wanted to talk about literally anything else. "... What were we talking about?"